A long stretch of road...two adversaries standing on opposing sides. Each are in similar dress and essentially the same in character. But there are differences. One is a little more lowbrow and, the other a little more pretentious. One is a more pleasing to the eye while the other is not as prepossessing.
It's high noon and they begin to itch for their guns but, in the end, either won't shoot the other. It's the love of the people they're trying to win...
And that's the story of George's and Sidnee's, two cafes that sit facing each other on opposite sides of Burwood Road.
I'm a George's girl but this entry is about Sidnee's.
My school buds went near and far for their tertiary education and most of them recently came back to Sydney in their winter break. We decided to catch up at a friend's place but some of us had lunch at Sidnee's cafe beforehand. I'd been there once before but was unsatisfied with the food and decided never to go back. Unfortunately, I was peer pressured into doing so. Whatever happened to, 'Just say no!' you ask? Well kiddies, as bad as Sidnees is, it won't mess with you like drugs will.
Sidnee's Cafe
Address:
53 Burwood Rd
Burwood
Sydney NSW 2134
Phone:
9715 7466
Hours:
Late Morning to Late Night
OUR ORDER: Chicken Caesar Salad ($15.90), Sidnee's Crepe ($14.90), Risotto Con Funghi ($14.90), Pollo Foccacia ($13.90) TOTAL: $59.60
Everything looked good but each dish had horrible flaws.
My crepe was the only dish with flavour. While the mix of mushrooms, cheese and bacon tasted good, it was soggy from top to bottom. Really strange to eat when I like my crepes crisp. The foccacia had better texture, being well toasted but the chicken was distinctly lacking in flavour, which was over-compensated by the salty fries. The same went for the chicken in the salad, which was something like wet leaves with dry, unidentified white meat in the mouth. As for the risotto my friend commented, "I've never had to pepper something so much in my life before."
Sidnee's is not a good restaurant.
BANG! BANG! Shots ring out and echo down the street but no duel has occurred. One cowboy has shot himself in the foot.
My crepe was the only dish with flavour. While the mix of mushrooms, cheese and bacon tasted good, it was soggy from top to bottom. Really strange to eat when I like my crepes crisp. The foccacia had better texture, being well toasted but the chicken was distinctly lacking in flavour, which was over-compensated by the salty fries. The same went for the chicken in the salad, which was something like wet leaves with dry, unidentified white meat in the mouth. As for the risotto my friend commented, "I've never had to pepper something so much in my life before."
Sidnee's is not a good restaurant.
BANG! BANG! Shots ring out and echo down the street but no duel has occurred. One cowboy has shot himself in the foot.
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Understandably, not daring to try the desserts, we headed to my friend's place and decided to bake. This was no easy feat. We had underestimated the volume of ingredients we'd need and had to do everything manually since my friend had only basic utensils. But our superior baking skills and improvisation (did you know Milo can be used as chocolate substitute?) led us to make some rather delicious chocolate cupcakes with a choc ganache:
