Denim wallpaper, disco balls, paranormal activity and taxidermied roosters... what more could you want from a bar, really? Set over four storeys, The World Bar is a labyrinth of rooms, booths, stairwells and hidden nooks.
It’s Monday night and I’m wondering whether an after-work cooking class at the Casa Barilla Italian Cooking School might have been ambitious.
Gentle bread-stuffed veal polpette with bright tomato passata, and yards of chewy-crusted, wood-fired pizza are my resounding happy memories of the relaunch of La Casa Ristorante in Russell Lea last month.
In case the weirdly placed capital didn’t clue you in, PizzAperta is a word pun on being open for pizza. What you see is pretty much what you get here, particular as it is situated on the outside edge of The Star.
What’s no larger than 11 inches, soft, elastic and easily foldable? The Neopoletana pizzas produced by Aperitivo’s Francesco Spataro.
I’d follow singer Christa Hughes - daughter of the legendary Dick Hughes, the first solo jazz pianist to perform at Sydney Opera House – just about anywhere.
Wood fire pizzas – and quite credible ones at that – are now delighting crowds inside this stylish, please-everyone space in The Argyle complex.
“I’d come here for espresso martinis and the chocolate tart,” declares my dining companion at the end of our meal.
Dan Luxford is a man “on a mission”: he has a five-year plan to move to his own farm. Keeping him busy in the meantime is taking four of the five Doughboy stores in a new direction - one that will hopefully pave the way.
The main dining room of La Rosa feels like stumbling into a confessional, what with candelabras - complete with sooty stains on plastered walls - black screens with rosy cross cut-outs, and long velvet curtains, as richly red as a Roman priest’s cassock.