By now you know about the breed of super-cool eating establishments in Sydney. Places to eat good food that are also good to look at. “Industrial” aesthetic (these buildings often are warehouses) meets contemporary country kitchen (glazed tiles) meets casually-stylishly-quirky. Where friendly and funky wait-staff know quite a lot about the produce (imagine that) and your low-set communal table is conveniently stocked with good ol’ fashioned milk-bottle water pitchers and mis-matched cups.
Reuben Hills fits the bill, and as per all the others I’ve featured before, is laden with its own unique style.
Originally a blue-carpeted office space, owners Russell Beard and Nathan Borg, completely stripped back the original space, exposing bare brickwork, existing timber rafters and rough concrete floors. Then they used talented designers Herbert + Mason to add the detail, including creating a huge elliptical cut out of the upper floor to reveal the on-site roasting station.
I also love that the space is double-fronted (cross breezes) and that it’s a bit of a “locals’ local”, resulting in a really mixed patronage. (Did I mention that the local fire house was having their union meeting on the day I visited?)
The menu is inspired by the owners’ global culinary travels and includes items like “Doggs breakfast” – an ice cream sandwich with salted caramel -“the NOT reuben” with wagyu salt brisket, pickled slaw, melted manchego and horseradish cream, brioche with dulce de leche and date and ginger butter and Baleada – a tortilla filled with free range eggs, queso fresco and black beans.
And yes, the coffee is sublime. In fact, you can pop in on Friday mornings for “coffee cupping” – where the team discuss and taste a range of coffees. It really does take some doing to limit my daily intake in this city to one cup!
On a slightly sad note, it was a brekkie of bye-byes to Partner in Crime who is going abroad for a little while. It looks like many of my upcoming trips are going to be solo missions. I don’t know of anyone quite as game for spur of the moment (as well as expertly planned) Sydney city wanderings . . .