At this stage it looks like it's a pretty tentative operation with not a lot of stalls and not too many people (by Sydney standards). The stand out performer for us was Flour and Stone, based in Riley Street Woolloomooloo. They bake for love, life & happiness, and now for the grateful citizens of Rosebery. We could not resist sharing a slice of the salted caramel tart - which was a show stopper!
But we were most looking forward to our next stop in Crown Street, Surry Hills. That painting in the window of the small gallery pictured below is one of Claire's beautiful Time Traveller series....at blank_space. Yes it's a tiny gallery but it is beautifully positioned in this bohemian inner city suburb, a short walk from the iconic Billy Kwong, Marque and Bills, all on Crown Street.
We played it really cool (as you do in Surry Hills) and didn't let on we were RELATED to this talented painter. It was reassuring that the attendant could see we were seriously interested viewers and made sure we were given more information about the painter....... nothing too intensive but effective potential buyer attention!!
Her work looked amazing...what an achievement to break into the Sydney gallery scene.
We always enjoy a wander around the historic streets of Surry Hills. Those working class terraces from Queen Vic's time look a treat in the hands of those renovators who descended on the suburb after the sixties.
And Crown Street is lots of fun. Walking southwards there are cafes and bars galore and lots of independent design and clothing shops. We loved the look of the highly rated Fifi Foveaux's, and vowed to try it another day when we're not so full of salted caramel tart.
In amongst the Victoriana the lucky citizens of Surry Hills have the most high tech and modern of public libraries. Those white leather sofas in the window are a nice touch for all those library-goers while they use the free WiFi.
The Clock Hotel used to be a favourite of Davey's. And it's still going strong.
We ended off our afternoon in Surry Hills at the lovely Trinity Bar where I drank some lovely Stone & Wood beer while we reacquainted ourselves with the Sydney Morning Herald as the bar slowly filled with the happy hour crowd.
We caught the bus back to Coogee in complete darkness (It was dark by 5.15pm this afternoon). While we waited for bus 373 I was amazed to see a cyclist along busy Flinders Street riding, no hands, and texting on his mobile phone!!!
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