Many people could make it, many could not. I made sure I did. Any excuse to end a week with booze, food and a good old chat. Starting off at the Glenmore Hotel roof-top in The Rocks, well-seasoned bloggers caught up once again and for people like me (a relative new comer) got to meet many more food freaks that graze through this city one restaurant at a time. What a perfect venue up there on the roof-top overlooking the Opera House and city skyline: schooners and jugs of beer, big bowls of potato wedges … what a stodgy affair!
Ringleader Billy later leads us down to Mizuya for a spot of late night Japanese. This place really is something plucked from the streets of Tokyo. Descending the stairs from busy George Street into the reception area of this (Australia’s largest) izakaya restaurant, it’s difficult to get a sense of how enormous this place really is. It’s dark and the labyrinthine layout is made up of dining booths and private dining rooms set up with karaoke. Yes, karaoke. What am I getting myself into? We book one of the private rooms, all decked out in holographic shiny black vinyl, video screen and ultra-violet lights … a bit like some kind of coin-operated strip club.
Some of the guys have been here before and know the drill. No, we’re not here to sing badly to one another, thank Christ, but lounge back in the wacky surroundings and take turns ordering what we want from the hundreds of items available on the touch-screen menu. It’s so easy. You tap your own order, sit back, and the staff deliver it when it’s ready.
It all looks and tastes really good and I’m loving the grilled ox tongue and eel roll. The chicken tail is just that: grilled skewered chicken tails – just skin and fat. Not bad with the Lucky Beer in the buddha-shaped bottle I just had to take home! Very good sashimi as well.
Apologies to any bloggers I didn’t have a chat to – there were just too many of us and not enough time!
Great to see Richard, Phuoc and Leona again as well as meeting Billy, Simon, Helen, Karen, MInnoDB, Yee & hubby, Suze, Mark and all of those whose names I can’t remember. I blame it on the beer, cocktail shot and plum brandy!