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Here Comes the Sun.

 You meet someone, take them out for dinner, suggest a bottle of wine, sneak in a kiss and somewhere down the line have them fall in love with you. After awhile you begin to spend more and more time with each other, drop the frequent fancy meals; feel more comfortable about calling a burger and fries a date night and begin to pass wind around each other. You no longer have to run out to the local fast food joint to use the toilet for anything other than a wee and may even be brave enough to leave the door open while doing so. Eventually you start planning trips together, buying things together, opening shared bank accounts together and then comes the day you shell out for that wedding ring and play out that out of this world proposal you’ve been planning for awhile. Months of planning lead to a lovely but quaint wedding ceremony, one that’ll have the guests using it as a benchmark for all future weddings, and when the day comes that you have a child together a whole new set of memories will begin to develop.

However, life doesn’t always work out that way. While that hot new Spanish restaurant may have seemed like a great idea at the time, she definitely wasn’t impressed by having to stand in line out in the cold for near on two hours. Realising you haven’t gotten off to the best of starts you decide to order a bottle of wine just to get things headed back in the right direction, only to find out that the 80 dollar bottle of red you’ve just ordered is wasted on her as she’s on medication tonight. By this point you may be a little intoxicated from having to complete that bottle of wine by yourself while she’s still completely sober, so when you go to reach in for that kiss all you end up with is a slap in the face and you asking hopelessly ‘will I be seeing you again?’. Unfortunately for you this is where the line ends and the stop doesn’t read ‘yes you will’.

For the longest time I’d thought to myself that by the time I reached 30 I’d be happily married, doing things that happily married people do and maybe even planning on having kids so that one day I could tell them how I met their mother… Call me Ted. I didn’t think that I’d be finding myself at places like Shark Hotel at 3 am on a Saturday morning chasing tail. I definitely didn’t think that I’d be embarking on my first ever solo trip to some far flung place in order to ‘find myself’. But kids as they say you never know where life is headed and as things go, I do, and I did.

So this my dear readers is how I found myself at the beginning of this month boarding a plane headed for Tokyo. What ensued was 2 weeks of fun, food and alcohol. At times it got a little crazy, maybe even a little stupid, but when you’re in your most favourite place in the world then these things tend to happen. I won’t bore you with anymore of my words so I’ll just leave you with a select bunch of Instagram photos that I snapped along the way and some captions to go along with them. Enjoy.

japan 001Hello Tokyo. It’s been awhile. I missed you.

japan 026When trying to find oneself this is probably the kind of thing you picture in your head.

japan 025Being in Japan though, the journey is always a little prettier and quirkier then what you may have expected.japan 011Before setting out, one must always respect local customs and heed the warning signs.

japan 020Speaking of warning signs…

japan 005On your journey you may meet some gruff looking people.

japan 004But don’t let their appearances fool you, they’re all a very friendly bunch.

japan 045If you’re lucky enough they may even take you a baseball game.

japan 041As you continue on your journey…

japan 042Always be sure to take a moment to look at what surrounds you.

japan 056For you never know what you may miss out on.

japan 055Now all that soul searching will make a grown man hungry. How about some katsu?

japan 017Or maybe some tonkotsu ramen thats been smoked?

japan 032Perhaps soba and tempura is more your thing?

japan 048But then again we’re all a little carb conscious, so how about some clams that have been cooked in sake?

japan 049If thats not filling enough maybe you’d like to hack into a tuna jaw.

japan 018However, if you’re only after a snack maybe some gyoza will do the trick.

japan 019Somehow though you’ll get your appetite back and you’ll end up wanting something hearty. Something like a katsu curry.

japan 021But then you begin to realise you miss the comforts of home just ever so slightly so you treat yourself to something that’s reminiscent of it.

japan 006Perhaps you might get something thats a combination of the two worlds. Perhaps you may just fall in love with a ramen burger.

japan 007I know I did.

japan 034I think the Glico man might have as well.

Goodbye Japan. Till we meet again.



Filed under Japanese, Streetfood, Trumpeting my own horn

Daily Bread Shop

daily-bread shopfront

When did white bread become so unfashionable? Everywhere you look it’s all sourdough this, rye something or other that and how many grains can we fit in that. There was a time when white bread was the pinnacle of the bread making world. The Aston Martin, the Rolex  if you will. In fact I believe it was one of the King Louis’ of France way back in yee olden times who claimed that no other bread was worthy of him as they weren’t refined enough. Sure it has it’s problems…. It’s highly processed, can have a lot of sugar and can probably be attributed to causing a few dietary diseases…. but hey why all the bad press? It’s the unfortunate victim of a bread bullying world.

Thankfully the Vietnamese Banh Mi (or the pork(insert other meat) roll as we call it downunder) proudly flies the flag for white bread. And what a flag its flying… crispy and wafer like on the outside, soft and pillowy on the inside. Sure you can get some bad ones, but when its good…. It’s good.

Now most Banh Mi aficionados will have their favourite vendors, and more often then not its either in Botany, in Marrickville or in Cabramatta. I won’t deny it, they are great, but there’s something about a Banh Mi that feels like it should be a local food. Something that you don’t have to travel more then 5 minutes for, and unless you live near those areas then you miss out.

And here’s my happy place. My little getaway from work when I’m trying to escape the fast food haven that you’re faced with when working in an industrial park. I know it’s not glamorous, there’s no cute packaging, and it can be downright messy (cue the Italian Beef stance scene from Man Vs. Food) but for 3 dollars and service with a smile who can argue with that?

banh-mi $3.00 of pure satisfaction

So how good is it? Find out for yourself. But here’s a little backstory. A friend of mine used to own the Vietnamese bakery across the road and every now and then I’d go and visit her and keep her company during lunch, but before I dropped in I made sure to buy a Banh Mi from Daily Bread and eat it inside her shop while she was serving customers and berating me for not eating hers.


Daily Bread Shop
5/65-67 Main Street, Blacktown NSW 2148
(02) 9622 8089


Filed under Streetfood, Vietnamese, Western Sydney