Double Bay has had a little makeover, and riding on the coattails of the impressive InterContinental Hotel, is Little Jean.
It’s the inkblot test – whether you think of a knock to the face, or a succulent hock of pork. Although here, co-owner Diana Thompson assures us, “Knuckles is just a fun and easy to remember name.”
You can’t get more ‘Sydney’ than breakfast by the harbour, yet choices for Sydneysiders and tourists alike are lacking down on the lower concourse.
As a loyal fan of Golden Cobra coffee, you’ll find me at this Camperdown café quite regularly, tucking into owner/chef Alex Watts’ famous Thai-style fried eggs.
Two russet gold Hungarian Vizslas sit like statues, their eyes boring into the café door, through which their owner has just disappeared. When they break ranks to say hello, he pops out to check we like dogs.
A Bondi institution has joined the 21st century – this launderette-cum-convenience store is now a dining destination complete with organic produce, cold-pressed juices and paleo. options.
Named for the oldest laneway on Manhattan Island, you’ll find this slick CBD entry wrapped around a glass entranceway at 1 O’Connell Street.
When it comes to the celebration of all things bacon, the entrance to Newtown Station is hardly the place you would expect to look.
Two words: Bacon Festival. Cuckoo Callay, the whimsical King Street Café inspired by Lewis Carroll’s poem Jabberwocky, have teamed up with Black Forest Smokehouse in Marrickville.
“I’ve been rescuing people for over 23 years, but now I want to help people with their eating habits,” says Bondi lifeguard and co-owner of Bondi Resue HQ, Bruce ‘Hoppo’ Hopkins.