till the best fish restaurant in Sydney. Sitting on the footpath makes for an even better experience at this unassuming little restaurant in Darlinghurst. Oysters a la natural tonight are plump and creamy, as of old, even with the buttered thin slices of brown bread.
I’m eating with a good friend, Graham, a regular here, who has the most delicious-looking raw fish salad that I must have next time. I was once a regular here too – until they stopped accepting American Express!
My grilled fillet of Hapuka arrived at the table on fried dandelion leaves and barley with instructions from the chef to commence eating from one end and make my way to the thicker piece as it continued to the turn.
Unusually, Sean suggests a Pinot Noir to accompany the fish this evening. So good! I’m so busy talking, I don’t even know if it’s an Aussie or New Zealand ‘red’.
Off to New York in the morning. Let’s see if I find a place there to rival this.