Last night Suga and I caught up with Di and Felix for dinner at Neil Perry’s Spice Temple. I’ve been wanting to try it for a while now but at the same time I’ve been nervous about it too as I sweat a LOT when I eat chilli (I mean dripping from the head, allergic reaction for sure!).
Plenty of street parking and the front door was a TV screen which had footage of an Asian style door flailing in the wind (very nice).
A table of Chinese people eating Chinese food cooked by an Aussie. Uphill battle?
I hadn’t heard of this beer before but gave it a go. I’m a fan of crispy beers (not a fan of malty beers with lots of hops) but Yebisu was AOK!
The entree’s had me sweating and damn they were bad. One of our mains was this 24hr duck dish (had to pre-order the night before). It was chewy, fatty and had no flavour (actually all the dishes were fatty!).
Felix and Di. The service was crap, the food was crap, it was so dark you couldn’t see what you were eating but hey! The company was great!
We had an early dinner (6-8 was our time slot!) and feeling unsatisfied we thought we’d stroll over to the harbour for a drink at the Opera Bar.
I love being a tourist in Sydney. In my opinion, the Opera Bar is an absolute privilege to visit. I’m just so glad it exists. Where else can you drink right at the waters edge of a city’s prize icons?
Process is everything. I love this little plaque in front of the Opera House (it’s up the stairs). Danish architect John Utzon gets to show everyone how he came up with the Opera Houses shapes.