When I lived in the West End of of Glasgow, I remember listening rather enviously to friends discussing progressive dinner parties where one person would host starter, then guests would walk to another flat to have a main course and then a third member of the group would host dessert at their flat.
It sounded such a laugh.
And finally… fast forward 20 years and spin halfway around the globe…. myself and one of very best (but shy) friends hugely enjoyed a food crawl around The Rocks and Circular Quay.
Now my pal Jane and I arrived in Sydney as young backpackers over 25 years ago. We lived round the corner from each other back then and had semi-shared a boyfriend (but that’s another story.) Anyway, it had been months since we’d seen each other, so we had a LOT to catch up on. A long evening with food, wine, some walking and top notch Sydney views was just the ticket.
I’m telling you that it was scrumptious. Now Jane and I always have a heap to talk about, and it’s rare that spending time together doesn’t involve tears as well as laughter; life’s like that. However, silence descended as we sipped, nibbled and supped.
What a platter… there’s chicken liver parfair; salt, pepper and chili squid; mushroom, caramelised ion and Heidi farm gruyere tart; vintage cheddar, red onion and dukkah tart.
And mushroom and truffle arancini…. I’m slavering just looking at the photos.
Searock Grill at Opera Quays, was our venue for main course. There’s a Guerilla Eats menu with six choices of main course.
The wine came first and again Jane and I sat outside and nattered about meeting here in Sydney all those years ago, and how our lives have changed; our dads have both passed away (cue a few tears) and our mums are both in the UK (more tears from me as Mum isn’t too well at the moment); we both had late babies who are now 8 years old (cue laughter) and we also have teenagers (cue gnashing of teeth.)
We needed a walk after all that, and wandered haphazardly back along Circular Quay, not paying attention as we were deep in conversation about our (beloved – in case you are reading this, dear) husbands… and more about life at (just) 50 when you still have young children…. what were we thinking?? etc etc
And there was our final location, The Push Bar at 143 George Street, The Rocks. This is a funky wee place on the ground floor of the Russell Hotel. We loved the decor.
It was a great treat to be out in The Rocks: the views, the people all around, the fun. Visiting three places we’d never been before was a real treat too. Love to try new places, and this curated food crawl made it all very easy.
I’d definitely do this again, it’d be a great way to show Sydney off to friends or family who come to visit. A food crawl would also work well with a group, for a birthday or office night out.
The company I went with no longer operates but simply good food crawl Sydney or food safari Sydney and you’ll find other companies offering the same.
Have you been on a food crawl… or only on pub crawls thus far!??
Or do you think progressive dinner is a more grown up sounding name?