Ok, so the five days I spent in Sydney were not all about food. I actually travelled down for work, which is distinctly NON food related, but took the chance to enjoy eating things I wouldn’t perhaps have at home.
I love the chance to do two things, revisit places I know, and find places that are new, either based on accidentally finding awesome, or other peoples recommendations.
Our first day, we had woodfired pizza, blueberry friands, and because we worked from 5.30pm our office catered and Indian buffet style feast, which I always enjoy.
Sunday was a free day, and I visited a tiny bakery called ‘The Flakey Tart’, but they seemed to be a bit unsure what they are doing. We’d been there six months ago, and it seems to have changed hands, so maybe they are still learning the ropes. I hope so, and will visit again next time to see if they are a bit more confident. My breakfast muffin was ok, but I left wishing I’d ordered something else.
Coffee and chocolates at Guylian kept us going after the endless kilometers we walked from Milsons Point through the Rocks, Circular Quay, and just touching the edges of the gardens before hiding in the Opera House while it rained. It was nice to sit down with a mocha and people watch for a little while.
A walk through Pitt St Mall, and a burger at Charlies & Co before the long walk back to Milsons Point. I know we should have caught a train at this point, but it never occurred to us.
Charlie & Co burgers
I was exhausted, and collapsed in my hotel room, before being tempted out a few hours later for a beef salad at an Italian place I’ve endlessly been curious about, but never brave enough to go in.
Thai style beef salad
The next morning, with aching feet and legs was breakfast of porridge and coffee (not the instant stuff!), and lunch was one of my favourites from a busy noodle shop.
That night for dinner as we walked with no clear destination we could smell a dish from across the road. It was amazing, and all that was needed to tempt us inside for another Indian feast.
Blu ginger – amazing Indian
Ice cream sundae
Pistachio ice cream
Toast and coffee followed the next morning, and lunch was a very tasty baguette with pork belly and salad. Dessert? A giant peanut butter cup (which the bakery called a chocolate and salted peanut tart).
One to share, chocolate and salted peanut tart
We headed into Harts Pub for dinner and beers, which was a lot of fun, and a tasty beef and leek pie and a couple of different beers later made for a giggly walk back across the Harbour Bridge.
Wednesday was the strangest breakfast ever. Foolishly I ordered a bagel with cream cheese, but didn’t realise how weird it would taste when I agreed to a blueberry bagel. Lunch was a Red Lentil and cauliflower burger with jalapeno and chipotle sauce. Just wow. So good. But sadly I don’t have a photo. If you’re at The Commodore and it’s still on the menu, I can’t recommend it highly enough.
Then in the airport, a very disappointing, mostly uneaten pecan tart. I think it surprised my travel companions that I got so cross and vocal about the quality. Covering it in a white chocolate drizzle made it too sweet, and whatever they used to thicken the caramel (not sure if it was gelatine, or some kind of sultana based mush) was just strange. It was flavorless and excessively sweet, and now I’m determined to make my own. Keep an eye out for an Angry Pecan Tart post.
Disappointing airport pecan tart….
While I very much enjoyed my time in Sydney, and yes, I did do an awful lot of my real job too, it’s very nice to come home to Brisbane. Especially when my still reasonably new husband was waiting for me at the airport.