Being a Dallas native by origin, I can understand the growing obsession with Texas BBQ here in Australia. One of the links I certainly did draw between this fixture of the American culinary world, and Ribs & Burgers, was the service.
Few things can encourage a diner to messy excess more than a prominently featured hand-washing station, and, at Bondi’s Ribs and Burgers, it holds pride of place.
Confession time: I find butchers, butchers’ aprons, Berkel meat slicers and sharp knives rather exciting. However it was still disconcerting to find out my dining companion had a Hungarian butcher doppelganger - a brother-from-another-mother - whose image loomed over our table.