Hipster paradise, here at Stinking Bishops. The waiters were hip and Inner West. The patrons looked like they were in the know. The first times I’d looked, they seemed to close early in the day, but I believe demand is high and they’re now open for dinner every night of the week except Sunday and Monday. We grabbed a reservation for a meal before seeing Avenue Q at the Enmore Theatre a few weeks ago.
The thing is: we should have done their specialties: plates of cheese and charcuterie. But their fish pie looked soooo good. So good that both of us had the same thing. And you know, it was absolutely delicious. With some tasty wine, it was a perfect pre-theatre meal, though having only tried one thing on the menu, I can’t say that it feels like I’ve properly experienced it.
(A stone’s throw away from Hakiki, I’d recommend grabbing some Turkish ice cream down the way for dessert…)