Firedoor (Surry Hills)

Any restaurant with a furnace that resembles something out of a Saw film, must be operating on some higher level. I learn from one of the cooks that it exists to facilitate the scorching of hot coals, inevitably to be utilised for the cooking of, well… everything on the menu. Our seat at the bar […]

L’Atelier de Joël Robuchon (Paris)

Robuchon is a hard name to avoid in the French (and world) culinary scene, and it’s a level of recognition well deserved. The first time I had the privilege of dining here, I had my fucking socks knocked off with the simplest of dishes done to absolute perfection. Steak and Mash. Often when something so […]