The Pie Tin, Newtown
Tim Tams are an Australian classic like me taking a girl out to dinner to have her tell me we’re great friends.
Tim Tams are an Australian classic like me taking a girl out to dinner to have her tell me we’re great friends.
I finished dinner five minutes ago yet I’m salivating. That’s just a murderer’s row of quality ingredients all under the one roof. It’s like the cast of Love Actually.
I was talking to a buddy of mine a while ago about the weirdest couple names she’s ever heard of/used herself. She didn’t say anything too outlandish (wax candle was my favourite; who calls their significant other: ‘wax candle?). She then asked me the same question and I was stumped. Except for some weird lapses …
My co-workers visited Three Williams in the morning and told me that the coffee was pretty amazing. Due to the fact that I have trust issues built up over years of lies from my parents (I’m still recovering from Santa being just some dude with a fake beard), I had to see for myself it the coffee lived up to the hype.
Everyone that follows me on Instagram knows that I still have a bit of a problem when it comes to ice cream. So you can imagine the chain of events that unfolded upon me learning of a new gelato place that was garnering a heap of praise.
I just had to get the inside scoop.
Say what you will about America, but free refills are something I’m very passionate about. I think it’s an excellent idea and I’m glad Ikkyu does it as long as you preserve some of your soup.
The texture is amazing as you tear away at this roll and savouring every bite like you’re making out with the girl you’ve had a crush on since third grade. The satisfaction of accomplishment, the flavour and the triumphant emotions that just swell through every fiber of your being…..damn.
I’m a terrible cook. Case in point: when I was younger; I thought that dumping a bunch of ingredients into my fried rice would make it tastier. Leftovers? They’re going in. Bacon? Well, you can’t leave that out. Pizza from three nights ago? It’s different, but normal is overrated so you’re going in too!
Shake Shack should be a national heritage site. It should be placed on all ‘places to visit’ brochures of every city fortunate enough to boast one of (if not the best) burger franchises in the Milky Way. Am I being hyperbolic? Hell, I might be underselling the greatest burger experience I’ve ever had.
I don’t have a point of comparison but the garlic dynamic made this an incredibly delicious bowl of ramen for me. The garlic flakes added another texture and flavour that was just what I wanted even if I didn’t know I wanted it beforehand.
Spoiler alert: We had two dessert courses because…just because, okay?
There is nothing wrong with having high expectations, that just means you have high standards and that you’re not willing to settle for anything less than a superb crab po boy.
The pork belly burger had my heart racing in my skin tight jeans and it’ll definitely be in my teenage dreams tonight.
One more time for dramatic effect; this might be the best tea I’ve ever had. The scent of passionfruit seduced me completely and the staff at the Choc Pot was really confused as to why I was suddenly topless in public view.
Old Town Hong Kong Cuisine might feature some of the most photogenic dishes in Sydney. I just couldn’t believe how magnificent a sight the dumplings made encased in their bird’s next container.
Eel sushi is my favourite. Whoever figured out that cream cheese and eel are best friends deserves whatever they want in life. My two eel topped morsels were quite large and topped with deep fried crisps. I ate these two so fast that the flavours barely registered. When they did, it felt like I was receiving a tongue massage from the finest foods the ocean and dairy Gods could offer.
Oh my. So good.
Its not listed in the recipes you find online, but greatness is key to this dessert. Continue reading
I’ve been dreaming about pho the past two nights. Continue reading
Thang of Noodlies realised that he couldn’t comprehensively cover an entire suburb’s delicious offerings by himself. Though he’s never told me himself, I’m sure he was inspired by Marvel’s Avengers and knew he needed to assemble a food blogging all star team to help him out. Continue reading
Do you remember the first time you went to Subway and the guy making your sandwich bombarded you with questions about every nook & cranny of your sub? It felt like that except on a really positive note. Continue reading
This sandwich was gigantic. This sandwich was momentous. This sandwich was gargantuan. This sandwich has exhausted all my synonyms for big. Continue reading
I make my own blend of iced coffee at home and it tastes awful. I still drink it because I need a pick me up in the morning and leaving the house looking like an extra that’s crawled off the set of ‘the Walking Dead’ is deemed unprofessional. Continue reading
It was ridiculously tender. I was sliding it off the skewer with the tongs and I could already tell how it would melt in my mouth upon contact. Oh and the chorizo? That’s just too much; its like looking over all of Leonardo DiCaprio’s ex girlfriends. Continue reading
We shared this between four and we turned it out faster than when the hyenas turned on Scar in the Lion King. Continue reading
I was quickly hustled to the bar so that the couples in the restaurant wouldn’t be reminded of the harsh life in the single’s jungle. I sat down and creepily watched the chefs at work. To say that they were merely efficient would be like saying that Meryl Streep is an ok actor. It was clockwork; and they still had enough time to mingle with the single people who would be ordering love heart t-shirts for themselves on Valentine’s Day. Continue reading
This might be my go-to salad from here on out. It features a unique balsamic/honey dressing that is made in house that is just absolute bliss. Combine that with the natural pepper punch that rocket offers and pumpkin? You’ve got a hand full of aces. Continue reading