Here's what New York magazine deems worthy in Sydney, in its New Yorker's guide to the second-greatest cities in the world (humph). As well as - surprise! -Tetsuya's and Icebergs, they recommend shopping at the Fish Market, drinking at “Dirty old man pubs” like the Nelson in Bondi Junction (where our wedding night party ended up), an antique crawl in Woollahra and buying a pair of R.M. Williams boots. Tamarama, "big on attitude and style", is the spot for fresh mango smoothies and barely-there bikinis. "Don’t miss the regular surf lifesavers’ drill, when good-looking, athletic bodies scramble into the surf and power through the waves. If you feel like you might need to be rescued, this is the place to do it". They also include a handy guide to Sydney fashion (Jayson Brunsdon = a young Yves Saint Laurent while Lover = Marc Jacobs), equate Palm Beach to the Hamptons, and helpfully describe the taste of Moreton Bay bugs as "like lobster, but sweeter". They take the piss in the Sydneysider slang glossary though - ever heard "Fancy a cheeky shampoo?" when asking somebody if they want a drink? Where the bloody hell did they find that?
I'll now return to reading Dog Days by Wonkette Ana Marie Cox.
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