Even on a Friday night, it can be hard to find somewhere to eat in Sydney after nine o’clock.
This is not a new thing, but it seems to have worsened since COVID, with many restaurants closed.
I remember arriving in Rome a few years ago, and the incredulity of the waiter to my assumption that at 9.30pm I was already “too late” for a meal.… Read the rest “9.00pm Friday in Sydney”
There was a time, during the 90s and 00s, when Oxford Street, Darlinghurst was a fairly buzzy, lively place to visit.
Bars and restaurants were full, even on quiet nights of the week.
But then the licensing laws changed, and people went online to meet others. And then, COVID.
Oxford Street is still pretty buzzy on Friday and Saturday nights.… Read the rest “Oxford Street”
“You had a big night”, one of my friends said to me over lunch on the weekend, remarking that we’d corresponded a few times by messenger. “You were at The Bears, and then you were at Palms”, he said. I remember texting him about a song I’d heard at Harbour City Bears at Kinsela’s.… Read the rest “Big Friday Night”