Ramen Kan, Haymarket

I've posted on Ramen Kan before, but like any good foodblogger, I find it hard to forgo any photo opportunity.

We step into the discreet doorway with the blase confidence of a local now and ascend the lift to the first floor. We're here for lunch today and, as usual, the place is full of noodle-slurping patrons.



My dining companion orders the yakisoba, a giant platter of soba noodles

Beb Patisserie, Ultimo

EDIT 05/07/07: Beb Patisserie has now closedFrench macarons $1.50 eachYou wouldn't expect to find a fine French patisserie along the smoke-clogged carriageway of Broadway. A patisserie which bakes everything on the premises by a genuine Frenchman. Which has loaves of bread on a shelf behind the counter, pastries in a giant wicker tray on the bench-top and a glass cabinet filled with every type of

EoMEoTE #9:The morning after

Harry couldn't believe how much his head was pounding. Last night had been an absolute blinder. It was only supposed to be a couple of social butterbeers, and then somehow they turned into butterscotches and inevitably everything ended up in a sticky mess from there.Sticky mess. Sticky mess. Dear god. Harry wracked the dark recesses of his memory. He remembered talking, drowning in those gorgeous

Grab Your Diary, 5-27 August

NOTE: You can now find all online and Sydney diary dates in the template on the right hand side panel.It's festival madness (and yes, I had to trawl through all the local government websites in Sydney to track down every single one of them!)FRIDAY 5 AUGUST 2005 Omnivoribus Australis JulyAll Australian foodbloggers are invited to submit their favourite July post to Saffron at The Food Palate.Paper

Sprout the love, baby

I've always loved Brussel sprouts--their miniature cabbage-like appearance, their compactness, their pass-the-parcel like layers. Perhaps not quite as monumental an export from Belgium as their chocolate, but still thoroughly endearing.Those who think otherwise have probably fallen victim to overcooked mush to the point of grey. And no vegetable should ever be forced to overcome a handicap of

Tokyo Mart, Northbridge

As you know, nothing excites AG more than the sight of a hitherto unexplored supermarket.With the memory of the Tokyo Mart crew at the Good Food Show still fresh in the mind, we made a lazy detour to Northbridge after our visit to the Northside Produce Market.Oh doesn't the entrance just scream "Irrashaimase!" (welcome) in a high-pitched female Japanese giggle?Just inside the store, my eye is

Kagaya, Hurstville

Kagaya is one of those places you're tempted to keep to yourself. It's crowded enough. It doesn't need more patronage. How on earth will I get a table on Friday nights now?We are in Hurstville, in Sydney's south-west, and although it is barely 6.30pm on a Friday night, Kagaya is already packed out. Thank goodness we have a booking (of course)!My companions have been here before and recommend the