Gangnam Style Flashmob in Sydney’s Martin Place
Gangnam Style Flashmob in Sydney’s Martin Place
Hi all, just a quick note to let you know I am taking a break for a few weeks. I’ll be back before the end of the month with more posts. Hold your breath!
There are restaurants around town that simply everyone recommends. You know, those talked about places where the food has the x-factor, the staff mix friendliness perfectly with attentiveness and where you come away from a lunch or dinner with the feeling that somehow anyone who wasn’t with you has had a lesser experience. Sake is one of those places and unlike many new kids on the block it has proved itself with significant staying power and consistently good food and service. It’s liked amongst casual diners and business professionals alike and after a recent long lunch there it is easy to see why.
A slew of people I know rate the karaage at Sake (photo below) as the best in Sydney but I find it hard to choose between Sake and Izakaya Fujiyama. Sake’s is lighter, spicier and more modern, while Izakaya Fujiyama’s is the classic Japanese style, the original deep fry, if you will. But I digress, as will you when you arrive at the lavish fit-out and enchanting bar slash restaurant housed on Argyle Street in The Rocks. Hosted by the equally enchanting Kavea, who some may remember from Tank night club days, a visit to Sake is the culinary equivalent of a long, warm hug.
A great way to start your journey is with freshly shucked oysters with Japanese salsa which is a prelude to the South American hints you see creeping into some of the dishes. The crescendo of these combinations and the dish you must try is the kingfish jalapeno, a wonderful modern take on sashimi with a dalliance of spice, soy and coriander. It’s spectacular in a way that is completely separate to the karaage although in no way less impressive. The delectable balance of opposites is evident throughout the menu with hot following cold, spicy mingling with salty, Japan with South America, and all washed down with a glass or two of Capanno Pinot Gris 2009 from the Southern Highlands of NSW. Delightful.
We further indulged with grainfed teriyaki wagyu, a fresh take on your traditional teriyaki beef that’s cooked medium rare and presented on sautéed shiitake mushrooms and buckwheat with yakiniku sauce (a dressing commonly used in Japan on grilled meats). Next up was a melody of tempura with tentsuyu dipping sauce (the classic tempura accompaniment) made up of prawns, fish and various seasonal vegetables. These are traditional Japanese dishes that have been given the “wow” factor through the use of fresh and unusual ingredients, and modern cooking variations. It is the clinical execution of these unique creations that has no doubt earned Sake a chef hat for two consecutive years.
Ending our meal was (obviously) dessert and it is worth saving some room for the chocolate fondant (top photo) comprised of a lusciously warm and moist chocolate pudding sitting at the other end of a plate of white sesame ice cream with a black sesame tuile (like a wafer) and scattered with grounded nuts. The balance of opposites was in full effect with this dessert and it crowned an exceptional lunch with the food rivaled only by the service. Sake has hit on a winning formula that appeals to many palates, and never fails to impress on your next visit, or the one after for that matter. This is Sydney dining par excellence.
Saké Restaurant & Bar
12 Argyle Street
The Rocks NSW 2000
(02) 9259 5656
6am, Central Station, Sydney.
By the time this post goes live, I will be several hours into a 100km bushwalk from Brooklyn (north of Sydney) to Mosman along the Great North Walk as part of the Oxfam Trailwalker challenge. I will also tick off #12 on my bucket list - push myself physically and mentally at the same time - by walking for (hopefully) 26 hours non-stop. The hallucinations kick in around midnight in the middle of the National Park. Wish me luck!
Who doesn’t like a pop-up bar? Put it inside a warehouse on a wharf next to the Sydney Harbour Bridge and the location seems like it was created solely for a Facebook check-in, such is the hipness. Bragging rights manifest three-fold when you realise that the bar opens only five times and on each of those occasions is hosted by a different artistic wonder of the local scene.
I’m talking about the Biennale Bar of course and I happened to frequent the night that FBi Radio were hosting. The beats were provided by FBi Radio DJ favourites, the patrons by Sydney’s hippest suburbs and the beer by Asahi. It’s not the worst combination around town and there’s a fair few people interested. The opening night saw the line stretch from the wharf out to Hickson Road past the smashed car in the middle of the roundabout, such was the pull of Filthy Children and the hedonistic lure of the bar itself.
There are two more Friday nights of the Biennale Bar left so change your plans, cancel that date and quit your job because you need to experience this night out. The best part: it’s free. Don’t forget your party pants!
Winter in Sydney looks awfully like summer in other parts of the world: Chinaman’s Beach, Mosman
Dusk at The Rocks, Sydney.