Tag: foodblog
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I had a really good dinner at Bistro Grenier
It’s raining like God’s arse on a King Street Sunday and my belly is rumbling French. People always ask what my favourite cuisine is, and my answer usually raises eyebrows. Vive la France (◍·̀Ⱉ·́◍) !!!!!!!! And Bistro Grenier reminded me exactly why. The stairs inside Odd Culture lead you up to our lady Gren, she’s…
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Autumn Was Way Too Long (friendship edition)
Yes, Autumn, indeed, was way too long. And way too full of exquisite, exquisite plates. In autumn, I was obsessed with all things beans, pinot noir, caviar, roe, dill, silky, pickled, things in shells, purple, orange and warming. I missed writing to you too, so I gathered up my crew to make this an extra…
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Bar Juju on dat beat
Painter Pierre Bonnard once wrote in his journals that “colour… has yet to become light.” So I crane my neck upward, and I saw. Light box fixtures and circling divots kiss the lobby of The Eve Hotel with hazy imprecision. Within, unharnessed warm hues of salmon pink, pearly creams and denim jean blue make quiet…
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Feb Wrap-up: Summer’s End (ㅠ﹏ㅠ)
Summer’s over. My uni-less freedom and seasonal contract retail bliss are gone, and my pits are sweatier than ever. But I give one last hurrah to February—because it truly has been the month of munching. We begin with Marrickville heavyweight, Banh Cuon Ba Oanh. Pictured, I ordered the banh cuon thit nuong (steam rice noodle…
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Tis the Season of the Wine Bar
In the leafy backstreets of Surry Hills, Jane sings in a palette of dark ochre walls, camel browns and apricot candlelight. These hues articulate the mid-century modern home of the 70s, an interior reminiscent of the restaurants namesake, Jane, who is the grandmother of the owner-chef Tristan Rosier. Past the bar, the secondary dining room…
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Busby’s. Certainly for the Busy Bee.
Oxford House’s magic ruby slippers, a slinking horizontal across Paddington. The big bad wine bar engulfs three little fashion writing interns and feeds the girls silly. Such a riot in such a quiet space; where vinyl records spin drowsily and sunken coral-red walls are plastered with pictures evidencing good times past. We settle in a…
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☃︎⋆꙳•❅*ִ Winter wrap-up 🌨
In my fits of reflection, I have realised that my biggest affinities – writing, art, fashion and food are all distinctly human endeavours. By human endeavours I mean – intimate -concerned with us – there’s a tangibility in writing and art, a physical adornment of clothing and a consumption in food. Well, what makes me…
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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…
Very Busy Bee 