Momofuku sounds like a naughty play on words but in Japanese it means "lucky peach". It also happens to be the first name of the gent who invented instant ramen. If you have ever been able to secure a booking at Momofuku then well aren't you a lucky peach. Their "I don't care who you are" philosophy means that they only take bookings ten days in advance. We snagged a booking for four for lunch on 9 November 2012.
Oh sweet sweet memories ...
I would follow this bad boy around the streets of Sydney. I wish I did. There is nothing like comparing Eat Art Truck tales with foodie friends. My adventure was one at Carriageworks, an amazing art space managed by wonderful friend.
Kawa is one of those hidden gems that are hard to stumble upon. Luckily I had a little insider information from the finley threaded beauty behind Joveeba. Nestled by shady trees on Crown Street in Surry Hills, it is the perfect spot to start a day in Sydney.
We sat on the footpath people watching. The day unfolding in the comforting aromas of cheesy toast and coffee. Offering the usual breakfast staples with that homemade touch, it felt you stopped by a loved one's for humble eats. So quaint, so cute.
Actually, I think I might have just packed her copies. Sorry Mum! A trip to Sydney would not have been complete without breakfast at Bills. I tucked into crab, chorizo and kim chee fried brown rice whilst my breky dates ordered the usual morning fare. Delicious.
We were blessed to tackle the Sydney eating scene with the wonderful Ai-Ling of Food Endeavours of the Blue Apocalypse. Or else, we would never have stumbled upon this hidden gem. We stopped at Gumshara Ramen before being mesmerised by Radiohead. Bottom left hand corner is the Super Mega Ramen ... super mega amazing!