From morning to midnight and back again, EAT/DRINK is TwoThousand's guide to cafes, bars and restaurants in Sydney. We know the best coffee because we drink 20 a day (each), we know the good restaurants because we can't cook, and we'll tell you where to find hidden bars and other places that still let you smoke so that we can ask you for a cigarette when you get there. EAT/DRINK is as voracious as our appetites and a much better filter than our livers, which stopped working a long time ago. Email your EAT/DRINK suggestions to: talk@twothousand.com.au
The thought of going without food for an extended period of time is nothing short of terrifying for the likes of me, let alone the twin gods of caffeine and alcohol. So imagine my surprise when my glamorous, fellow food-loving sidekick (let's call her Beyonce) announced she was embarking on a week-long lemon detox diet, consisting of nothing but lemon juice, tree syrup, cayenne pepper and herbal tea.
There's a recipe thus: room of bare bricks, minimal installation, vintage or otherwise-recovered furniture, correct lighting, irreverent decoration, food and drinks. Chingalings kinda did it, Pocket took the same approach, and now 2204 is in on the act. For the record, I like it.
This little recess on the Addison Road is commendable for a bunch of things, not least of which is the decision to open on Addison Road - a delightful thoroughfare, but not quite as commercially viable as, say, Crown Street might be for a cafe.
Sing it with me: "G to the E-L, A to the T-O"
Summer in Sydney means many things. A tasty scoop or three of gelato always ranks high on the list of ways to cool off (coming in just above standing in the walk-in beer cooler at Amatos Liquor).
Newcomer to the highly-competitive gelato scene is Glebe's Grand Gelato - and yes, they're a contender.
Christmas Pudding definitely does not cut it on a hot summer's day. It's too dreary and wintery. Plus, too many dried fruits remind me of the apocalypse. Who wants that when you're trying to think of new beginnings? Alcohol infused Cherry Cake - now, that's a different story. This cake is the edible embodiment of Miranda July - sweet, cute looking, a little sinister.
Squeezed into a café reminiscent of the interior of a boat meets a king-sized Italian larder is Latteria (Italian for 'dairy'). The Segafredo coffee is nutty and mild (for those that don't thrive on caffeine-induced heart murmur) so you can enjoy a few in one sitting as you chew through the food and communal newspapers.
Welcome to an odyssey of raw flesh. Hello handsome steak. Herbivores cease reading here.
Externally, their aromaway (a secret pipe) seduces you in through the nose. Once you pull the sausage-shaped door handles, new air welcomes you in. To the left a barrage of surveillance cameras eye a singular glass capsule which houses a weekly curosity.
So you're eating breakfast. You're at Cafe Giulia in Chippo. Again. The cloves in your warm apple and clover cider are staring at you like floating pupils. Your nostrils are over active and it gets you thinking... Morrocan stew. Tonight. Done in the wok. A cultural mash-up. You're no serious epicure but you know a pear from a peach and like to dabble in curing aromas.
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