Author: Bineeta Saha
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SuperWHAT?! (⊙_⊙) 💚
My boyfriend hops off his lime bike and there we see it. A great green smize. The queue is fantastic for such a fresh debut. Saturday morning kisses us with sunshine and makes us chatter our teeth in her chill. Due to August’s luck, we’re seated right at the bar. A lamp, mosaiced with the…
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Potts Point, Home of the Classic Date Night
I came here for one thing. And one thing only. Long did I anticipate this dish found at Challis Avenue – it was gone for a few weeks and to my surprise, this dish was unearthed back into the menu. In the lightest manner I can manage, I do not have an affinity for the…
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Outtakes + Half-yearly Roundup ⊹₊｡𝜗𝜚 ࣪🍻
My loves and glorious readers, the month of May has brought upon me a university workload that makes my eyes water as soon as I open GoogleDocs. Instead of going on my usual food-blogging proclivities, I have had to write about baseless, unjoyful and stupid things such as “sociology” and “Crime and Punishment.” I haven’t…
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Why the hell am I in Lidcombe?
Brilliance abstracts where simplicity begins. Yeah I caved and got the famous perilla oil noodles. Yeongdonsik presents itself as a deceptively simple endeavour with a limited and concentrated menu; scratching my head, I initially questioned its popularity, after eating, I understood and wholeheartedly accepted the full-house 10 minutes after opening queue. On a Wednesday mind…
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( ๑‾̀◡‾́)✨ Well, Baba is going to feed us whatever we want tonight!!!!
Baba’s Place, I’ve seen you before; you’re in my dad’s contact name, my Italian primary school best friend’s kitchen in Brighton-le-Sands, the plates that my Arab co-worker brought to the mid-year party at the Rockdale Noffs, my Vietnamese (to be) in laws hectic parties, in the sweets my elderly Greek canteen lady who worked with…
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Miss Waratah, you have my heart…
It’s Good Friday, I’m weary about the public holiday surcharge and I make my stern return to Darlinghurst. I see her at the traffic light, 2 levels, a veranda curling round the corner of Liverpool Street like a cat’s tail. Lit from within, The Waratah glistens like a disco ball and the bar is bathed…
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🛸 Uchi Incoming!
Waiting to finally try this restaurant made me feel like I was watching the countdown to launching a rocket ship. I’m pressing my nose against the big box TV. And the static footage makes my belly grumble. 3…2…1…! Aaaaaand the doors swing open on Clarence Street. After trying to navigate the labyrinth of back alleys…
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Up The Ante!
Declared “Miss Thing” near the rear end of 2022, Ante still remains my favourite restaurant in all the land. Mentioned in every food and culture journal possible, the nihon-italia cuisine trendsetting, sexier predecessor to new hot girl Ito (yeah I said it), has made such a strong impression in all our hearts. And how is…
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Stand-out dishes from Pitt Street’s Funda (ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ.ﾟ
Neon-lit and kaleidoscopic, recently opened last year Funda puts out some pretty solid food, proving that the pretty-faced interior does indeed have something to show for. Here were my stand outs: Soy Cured Prawn with Burrata (vanella burrata cheese, ginger, microdill, crouton) Pickled Octopus (pickled vegetables, grilled cabbage, yuzu kosho crème fraiche, parsley oil) Bibimmyun…
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Busy Bee’s Review of Funkatello
Darlinghurst my Darlinghurst, never close to a train station but always a nice walk to get to you. Sandwiched close to Sydney’s CBD, Funkatello welcomes you with the sweet leisure of homestyle cooking. Funkatello’s interior harnesses its main charm, with an open-ish kitchen, chipped walls and a mismatched plush couch lounge. The stair climb to the…
Very Busy Bee 