It’s been quite a meat fest this week; went to Hurricane twice!
Hurricane at Top Ryde
Hurricane at Darling Harbour
Later in the week, I had a work lunch also at Hurricane. I’d come down with a cold just the day before and became sneezing, sniffing, spluttering mess. On the morning of the lunch, I had a intense internal debate of whether I should go to work at all (and spread all my germs) but ultimately, the promise of [free] ribs can deter no one, even the sickest, lamest of them all!
I also debated whether I should order a burger (cos I craved for one). But when I finally had the menu opened up in front of me, there seemed to be no reason to order anything else but ribs at Hurricanes. Funnily enough though, the girl from Texas in our team ordered giant prawns for her main because she thought the ribs in Aust tasted like sawdust. (I can’t vouch for how accurate that is though, this was second hand hearsay I’m repeating here. But now I can’t wait to have ribs in America!!)
We also ordered garlic bread and garlic mushrooms to share, but I didn’t get an opportunity to take a photo of them. I thought the bread was a bit bland but the mushrooms were pungently flavoured; I just want to dip that bread in its juices.