Firepop is very new; my friend mentioned it to me amongst other hip and cool restaurants in the Newtown/Enmore area, and this one appealed to me quite a bit – I love places that cook with fire, and the description of the place sounded right up my alley – chicken hearts! Chicken tails! Padron peppers!
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Petermen
Haha, I’m so silly for starting a post about a seafood restaurant using a picture of a flat white! But there’s a reason for that, I was here for brunch, and, the coffee was surprisingly good! I’ve never had coffee this pleasant from one before (including Saint Peter’s Artificer batch brew; that was nice but not at an Artificer level).
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First there was Firedoor, and now there’s Gildas, a new Lennox Hastie establishment!
My trip to Sydney was rather impromptu, and I found myself without any plans on a Friday night. So what do I do? I google Gildas to see if they’re walk in friendly, and lo and behold, I got myself a spot!
Continue readingSydney 2023 – Chaco Bar
Wow, has it been forever since I posted about a restaurant! In this Sydney trip, I wanted to do a mix of new and old. Technically, this is both, since I’ve been to the old Chaco Bar, but not this new one in this new location! It was interesting to see what was the same and what was different!
Continue readingFiredoor in 2019
Most of the restaurants I go to leave a big impression on me. Each restaurant generally has one or two dishes that leave a huge impression on me. And then there’s a dish that changes the way you think about something forever. Those come by only every few restaurants, and one of them is the Firedoor steak.
It was the thought of that steak that made me book Firedoor again, even though this time I would be dining alone and wouldn’t actually be able to order the steak. But I also think this place made headlines after I visited because they had a goldfish to accompany solo diners at one point? I could be wrong on that. Either way, I was eager to come back.
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