Showing posts with label glebe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label glebe. Show all posts

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Clipper Café

The Clipper Café is at 16 Glebe Point Road (in an increasingly popular strip that includes La Banette Pâtisserie). It has a faintly nautical feel to its decor and long shared tables inside. On a half-sunny Saturday morning, it was incredibly busy, but we were lucky enough to find a free table outside. Just inside, my eye was caught by someone else's plate: an indulgent-loooking concoction of pancake, ricotta, banana, strawberry and caramel which apparently tasted as good as it looks (below). I had perfectly cooked poached eggs on a bed of home-made baked beans with haloumi; D had baked eggs and lamb sausages with a spinach and tomato sauce. The coffee was excellent, the service snappy, and the sun shone: what could be better?


















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Sunday, January 30, 2011

Glebe Markets

Glebe Markets is on every Saturday from 10am to 4pm on Glebe Point Road, in the playground of Glebe School (hence assorted glimpses of grass, bark, and yellow-lined tarmac). It's an enjoyable hotch-potch of local designers and artists, new and vintage items ("it's mainly for girls", I overheard one passing hipster say disparagingly to another), hats, bags, frames, sunglasses, plants, and designers like Bree Pash and Gingham and Heels. There's also some food stands (Mexican, shown below, and interesting hollowed-out bread rolls with hundreds and thousands, which I think were Hungarian). I came away with a robot necklace.






















Friday, January 21, 2011

Fish On Fire

On my last day before returning to work full time, a beautiful sunny day, we went to one of my favourite places in Glebe, Fish on Fire. it's an unassuming place, but the food is excellent: my idea of heaven is to buy the grilled fish (served in its own handy little box with moist, buttery rice and salad) and a bottle of ginger beer, and sit in Foley Park directly opposite, eating it on the grass. There's evidence below of exactly that, but also a photograph of someone else's fish burger, and the simple, classic dish of fish and chips. The chips are superlative: crisp on the outside, salty and flavoursome, and light and fluffy on the inside. As a bonus, there's a bit of history in the park: the Wireless House (shown below), which has been sonically re-activated and plays vintage music whenever someone approaches it.














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