If there’s anything Holly Golightly should be remembered for, it’s making guilty pleasures glamorous. Who else could make a morning coffee and croissant look so irresistible? So, in that vein, here is a toast to the magic that happens when food and fashion collide.
What follows is photographic evidence of my sugar trail through Sydney (very Hansel-and-Gretel-like, but devoid of a gingerbread house, and batty old lady).
|Tiramisu tower, Taste of Sydney Festival|
|Bourke St Bakery window, Surry Hills|
|Rhubarb tart, Bourke St Bakery|
|Giant choc-chip cookie, cooked in skillet, Hart’s Pub, The Rocks|
|Mt Fuji Volcano sushi, Fujiya (sweet AND salty).|
Okay so this isn’t really sugar, but it’s always good to end a sugar spree on a savoury note, and this was definitely an interesting dish. Chargrilled rice, topped with seared scallops and a dollop of Japanese mayo. Bon appetit!