Tag: brooklyn

A good dump

It started flurrying as we walked home from the theatre last night. Lo and behold the state of our garden this morning! Supposedly a foot of snow in some places, don’t think the drop in Brooklyn was too far from that.


snow chair


This though caught on our street on my way home this evening. There were a few cars with DEBT drawn on them, social commentary perhaps? Didn’t quite understand the milf jibe though


milf debt

I’m still standing

It’s almost ironic that I got a new computer and then fell off the interweb. Except after 4 months in New York I’m not sure i still remember what irony is anymore. We’ve had a string of visitors over the last couple months. My pancreas is taking a beating from all the eating and drinking.

Was hoping we’d get a break but Thanksgiving came and went and now it’s early December and we’re back in Sydney so very soon. Hoping work calms down and i get a chance to wind down before boarding the flight back. I’m back for less than two weeks after you take out the airtime and it’ll be a mad dash to try and catch up with people over an already busy christmas period.

Not a great deal to report at the moment. I started work in the midst of a shit storm, the missus has gotten her work permit finally but with the markets in turmoil things won’t be as easy on that front as we’d hoped. We’re loving our neck of Brooklyn though. It’s a wonderfull little area that’s neighbourly with a good deal of shops, restaurants and bars that you can lead a very cushy existance within a 5 block radius.

That’s all. I have to cook a meal for visitors.

Banh Mi

Our first meal in the new neighbourhood was from a little shop on Atlantic called Nicky’s Vietnamese Sandwiches. Anyone who’s been to Vietnam or Cabramatta or had a bakery owned by Vietnamese people near by will be familiar with them.

There’s been a few articles on some food blogs I frequent extolling the virtues of Banh Mi recently so I won’t bother going too much into them other than to say I love them. Crusty bread, pickles, pate and that strange mayo you never see anywhere else, and luncheon meat in your “classic” style Banh Mi.

Pork chop banh mi

I opted for a pork chop version and it was pretty good. Bit of heat from chilli, nice crunch from the pickled carrots and radishes. The chop itself was sweet and savoury with a hint of five spice and fish sauce and a little bit of fat. All in all rather happy with myself. I bought Sam a Portobello Mushroom banh mi which was also good other than being over chillied (I’d asked for mild as she is a bit of a wuss like that). Sam’s major criticism was that the bread was a bit too crusty and in addition to the chilli was cutting up the roof of her mouth. A fair call i have to say.

Imagine my surprise when on my way to work I find another Vietnamese Sandwich shop next to the station that also serves bubble tea, Hanco’s. We stopped in here one Saturday on our way into town to Bed Bath & Beyond (which is great if you enjoy shopping for homewares, sadly i do…). I again chose the pork chop banh mi and Sam a tofu salad and as we were still peckish some garden rolls as well. This place was doing very brisk trade and understandably. We sat in and ended leaving smelling like a chip (or chop) shop but its a shoebox so it’s expected. The version here was also very tasty.

Do i have a clear favourite? Not at all on the Banh Mi front. I’ll have to go back and compare the classics to be fair. Sam would prefer Hanco’s I guess as they do a range of salads. Nicky’s though have introduced Pho which i’ll also happily try out in the interests of the public.

But my all time favourite banh mi? It’s a meatball version. Pork meatballs quite peppery if my memory serves me cooked in a tomato based sauce stuffed into the baguette and garnished as usual. There was a bakery near the corner of Hughes and Railway Parade in Cabramatta (which is probably long gone) which i dare say was my favourite ever, i seriously loved that shit as a kid. Hmmm maybe i can suggest it to the people at Nicky’s and Hanco’s and get it added to their winter menus, that’d be so frigging sweet.

Flea market finds

There was a “superstar dj record fair” at the Brooklyn Flea market last sunday. It was a stinky hot muggy day and some okay digging to be had. It’s a pretty small market in the playground of a high school. Sam perused the furniture, clothing and stuffs and i wandered the record stalls. This was my meagre haul for the day…

plus Super_Collider – Darn