Food
Down the Hatch Sydney Park Hotel, St Peters
The Sydney Park Hotel is a beautiful pub. Sitting above St Peters Train Station overlooking the Illawarra Line, its location and warm, benevolent spirit somehow magically combine to have you holding a cold schooner before you’ve even stepped off the train and past the screens.
Parliament On King A taste for the world
“When I started this, I saw the headlines... But I wanted to do it because it felt like the right thing to do.”
Newtown’s Best Variety Act Behind the scenes at Clem’s Chicken Shop
Newtown was a no-go zone when Clem's was founded: “I remember Peter once walking to school and he got rolled for his shoes.”
Down the Hatch The Marly, Newtown
While the Marly isn’t the closest pub to the private colleges populated by rich kids at the University of Sydney, it is the second-closest, and it is on King Street, which means it’s adventurous for them.
Golden Years Golden Century is a Chinatown institution
“I used to do my homework at the back table,” says Billy Wong of Chinatown institution, Golden Century.
Down The Hatch The Palace Hotel
The Palace Hotel is on the wrong side of George Street to be considered truly Chinatown. Even though it totally is, and I refuse to debate this fact.
Piccolo Bar It’s never too late
The long vibrant story of the Piccolo.
Burlap’s Bar Tales Beer artisans and new brews: a barman’s view
Pulling the latest mircobrew from Great Dwight’s Dicktacular Fermentation Co.
Una’s A Little Chalet of Our Own
“People don’t come here for a quinoa salad. They come here for a Jaeger schnitzel.”
Down The Hatch Courthouse Hotel, Darlinghurst
A third of the joint is dedicated to TAB and sports screens and it's here that, at 11am on a Tuesday, its five patrons and I are settled.
Boon Cafe Instant karma in the city
“We were the weird kids. Everyone wanted to see what we were having for lunch, so they could tease us for the rest of lunchtime."
Down The Hatch Market City Tavern, Haymarket, City
A good gaming lounge is likewise camp beyond its awareness, and the Market City Tavern is glitz and glamour and gayer than Mardi Gras.