Nando’s
This week was a last minute change due to a ridiculous down pour, rendering us stuck inside some distance from our preferred destination. So, we assess the situation and put our ‘what’s the best option in here’ hats on. what we discovered was a pleasant surprise, not just for taste, but nutrition too.
Busshari
Lasts weeks act of reviewing a food court came with mixed opinions, most of it good, however, some still couldn’t help but screw up their noses at the prospect of eating from there. And that was the case in point, for many people who work in the city, eating from a food court is a part of daily life, and so having the awareness around what to eat or what not to eat will hopefully go a long way in helping their overall healthiness.
We still have one other food court ‘restaurant’ (is this what they are called?), up our sleeves to review, and I CANNOT wait to share this place with the world… but you will have to sit tight for that one.
Reuben &Moore- Food court Westfield Sydney
Eating away from home isn’t always going out for dinner, for many it’s a daily visit to the food court. So this week that’s what we did- The Westfield Food Court in Sydney. Continue reading
Madame Nhu
It may have taken longer last year, but it was always going to happen this year. The questions was when.
When will the first flop be..??
Week 2 saw us dine at The Botanist in Kirribilli, just over the Sydney Harbour Bridge to the north. It has a great menu for potential visitors and selections that carry over to those eating at similar places worldwide.
I don’t know where to begin really. Dinner last night and breakfast today mark the end of a ridiculous chapter for me- Meat Mike Campbell.
To type the letters that make up the title of my draft document for this post is quite sobering.
That’s due in part to the second miniature bottle of wine I’ve just cracked on the flight home to New Zealand for Christmas. However, the majority of that instant sobriety is due to the characters:
W-e-e-k- 5-1
Christmas in the air. Don’t you know?
It’s not just on the tree, in the shops, on every television advert going, everyone lips, every harbour boat cruise that goes past my house blasting carols, it’s also very much in the air. I know this because people keep telling me.
Fifty Two 