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The Prick’s latest column in The Australian is up … the theme? Proper restaurants versus homogenised fast-casual crap that will be the death of us all. The conclusion? But if the unlevel playing field is driving supply one way, there’s … Continue reading →

Been a long time between drinks, but the Prick has found a new home at the national daily, The Australian. First up: What happens when a Prick is forced to maintain a modicum of health and domestic accord and has … Continue reading →

In today’s Daily Telegraph, I have some choice words about Mike Baird and Sydney’s lockout laws — and why it is about more than just the right to party into the wee small hours. FOR the past week Sydney has debated … Continue reading →

When Noma first announced its “pop-up” in Sydney’s new Barangaroo precinct – a vulgar monstrosity whose fatal flaw, mark my words, will ultimately be an isolation from the city no amount of Packer-financed lockout laws will cure – we were, … Continue reading →

Yes, yes, yes we all know there is a housing crisis in Sydney, that no one will ever buy a house again, and that the next three generations are destined to spend their lives spack-filling holes every couple of years … Continue reading →

That’d be a great name for a band, wouldn’t it? Anyway, been a long time between drinks around here but in the interests of keeping this going, I posted this on my personal Facebook and people seemed to like it … Continue reading →

Hands up everyone here who found a two-foot-tall serious chef’s cookbook under the tree this past Christmas, all filled photos that could hang in MONA and printed on paper as lush as Dean Martin laughing at Frank Sinatra punching somebody? … Continue reading →

Revolving restaurants, friends. What does the phrase mean to you? The horror show slop served to foreign tourists and hopeless suitors atop that Sydney Tower space needle building downtown? The running gag about Hank’s Look-Around café in The Larry Sanders … Continue reading →

Today in the Telegraph, the tale of how Maggie the Iron Terrier was lost and found … by Twitter.

Pictures of food. Pictures of our dinners. Pictures of stuff we cooked. Are we still doing that? Well, yeah, we are. Or at least this Prick is, because this was pretty damn good: What you’re looking at is a plate … Continue reading →