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Mr Crackles

Let me put this down on record so Chris can’t weasel out of it down the track: he has promised to bring me an entire sheet of pork crackling at uni. And where exactly does one get an entire sheet of pork crackling? Mr Crackles of course, the place where the name really does say it all. Having long-since held cult status in Sydney (and probably Melbourne too before long – they’ve just expanded interstate), Mr Crackles is a takeaway shop along a main street specialising in sandwiches stuffed with crispy roast pork. The setup is very much grab and go – with just a couple of rows of fairly awkward bench seating lining the walls, eating in definitely not…

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It’s been another long year, and frankly, 2017 is one year that I’m pretty happy to be leaving behind. Not that it’s been a bad year – not by a long stretch – but after the ordeals of studying to get into medicine, finishing my Masters, and organising the move up to Sydney, I’ve had enough of waiting and planning, and I’m ready to start doing. As is the tradition by now, the end of 2017 is capped off by an extravagant meal to celebrate Chris’ birthday, our anniversary, Christmas, and just generally making it through the year unscathed. And this year I was desperate to get to Kisume, the three-storey powerhouse of Japanese cuisine by the Lucas Group (c’mon,…

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Humble Rays

I’m back on the brunch train! After realising that going to bed at 2am and sleeping in until noon on weekends makes for an excruciating Monday, I’ve started making an effort to set myself more reasonable bed and wake-up times. Then lo-and-behold, all of a sudden I have way more daylight hours at my disposal, and what better way is there to make use of it than by having brunch? Humble Rays has been on my radar pretty much since it opened earlier this year, propelled by a more or less constant stream of positive reviews and Instagram photos. Sure enough, even when we showed up at 1:30 on Saturday, there was still a 15-odd minute wait for seats. Still,…

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Le Clec

Remember how my mum has neither had nor cared about brunch for the first 50-odd years of her life? Well after her inaugural brunch, she is now smitten with the weekend ritual (like all true Melbournians), and has been hassling me to take her out again. Unfortunately, I had shot myself in the foot last time by taking her to Mr Hendricks, which turned out to be one of the best brunches I’ve ever had, and now I’m desperately trying to find a place that won’t shatter her brunching dreams without crossing town. I had walked past Le Clec a few months back, and noted idly that it stood where Once A Tailor once stood (once). But aside from noticing…

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Mr Miyagi

Another year older, another year... I’m not sure how I should end that sentence, because I certainly don’t feel very different from when I was 23, though I’m sure plenty of things have changed in the interim year. One thing that definitely hasn’t changed however is my love of good food, and the yearly ritual of picking a fancy restaurant for Chris and I to celebrate my birthday. This year, after a whole lot of deliberation and mind-changing (all on my part), I settled on Mr Miyagi, a modern Japanese tapas bar that I can’t believe I’ve still not visited. Taking the advice of a few friends, I showed up at Mr Miyagi at 5:10pm – a mere 10 minutes…

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Uncle Collins St

I’m not a big fan of heading out to the St Kilda area. Not only is parking expensive and scarce, the only public transport option is the temperamental tram network that often results in waits of upwards of 20 minutes after 8pm. Luckily, there’s only a few restaurants out that way that I’m extremely keen on trying, so I don’t have to brave the trip out too often. Uncle is one of the restaurants on that short St Kilda to-visit list, but before I could make my way out there, they’ve done everyone a solid and opened up a second branch on Collins Street in the CBD.

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