Now, this was a surprise. And such a surprise that I didn’t get proper photos of all the dishes we tried, nor of the venue. It was a fairly impromptu reunion of old friends, in a part of the city unfamiliar to me, and here in a quiet area next to a train station is the White Cockatoo Hotel.
A perfect autumn day, still warm but not as hot as summer, ample seating outside: just the right temperature. We downed beers and I had a sangria on tap (generous amount of fruit garnish, not bad) and we switched to riesling. My roast lamb, with perfectly cooked pumpkin and yummy kale was great. Our vegetarian was impressed that her choice, a selection of roast vegetables, was the first and most prominent menu item. Our guest from out-of-town had snags.
Good friends, food and drink on a perfect Sydney afternoon. Life couldn’t get better.