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    The 2002 Sydney Survey

    There was one defining moment when I realised I was truly back in Sydney for the annual Sir Hinchalot survey. Not so much a case of the Good the Bad and the Ugly but the New, the Old and the Should Be Dead.
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    Padi Restaurant - Bali

    I am not going to pretend to sound sophisticated even though I have eaten in thousands of restaurants over the years and written a diet and recipe book. I am now going to review a dish that I could not guarantee that I could even spell until a couple of weeks ago.
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    Jamon II

    This time of year -- the Spring Racing Carnival – is always a time for good food and good wine and good company and sexy outfits and foxy women and that’s just at the track from Saturday to Saturday.
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    Fish Dish

    To be honest I am not sure how this happened. If you remember Sir Hinchalot musings from the past or read the old Hungry Hinch reviews in the distant past you would be pretty aware that I am not a fish person. Not a fishy person. Especially not a diner who enjoys really fishy tasting fish – although I will eat raw salmon or kingfish or tuna at a sushi bar any day.
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    Carters

    Anybody who has ever been in the restaurant business knows that these days it is tough. It is hard to make a real quid. Long hours. Demanding chefs. The end of the long business lunches since FBT. A shrinking dollar and how far it can go makes people more prone to fast food outlets and takeaways.
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    Blazes

    A confession this morning. It is true I lived through the Swinging Sixties in New York. Lived through Timothy Leary days of "tune in, turn on and drop out". And even though a friend was a friend of Judy Collins and we sometimes had together and even though another friend owned the Bitter End in Greenwich Village I did not join the Flower Pot generation. Did not wear flowers in my hair when I went to San Francisco. Did not even smoke Pot.
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    Harvest-Heaven

    One of Steven Sondheim's most successful musicals on Broadway was called A Little Night Music. I took one of Australia's best known newspaper baron's to see it and at interval her snarled that "this isn't a musical...it's a bloody operetta" and we left.
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    Tamani Bistro

    I had a friend visiting recently from Adelaide and she was complaining that Melbourne doesn’t have a lot of great bistros. Not like Rundle Street she said. And I almost agreed with her and I was wrong.
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    Jamon

    This is going to be the strangest Sir Hinchalot restaurant review in years because I am going to rave about a miniscule but brilliant restaurant and I am not going to tell you where it is.
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    Teppanyaki

    Many, many moons ago, when Sir Hinchalot was a long way from being knighted and -- as a callow youth with few social graces and an absence of table manners for pubic dining -- he went on his first serious dinner date in Sydney.
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    The Point

    It has long been a Sir Hinchalot theory that show me a tourist restaurant with a view and I’ll show you a place where the food aint that crash hot.
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    It's All Greek To Me

    A personal flashback to about thirty years ago. A much younger and much slimmer and more impoverished and even callow version of Sir Hinchalot was working and existing in New York.
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