@ 285 King Street, Newtown
**Renovated! Looks pretty swanky now. Gonna check this one out on a late-night burger binge. Stay tuned.
I've been avoiding this place for a while. On the outside it looks like one of those midnight crawl burger joints owned by an oversized old man who wipes his nose while he cooks and drips grease from his brow into the food. I was on the late night prowl one night and decided to suck it up and try it out. Firstoff, it doesn't advertise very well the name of the place. On the outside the sign readers: Hamburgers, so this is what I thought it was called. Wrong. It be Deans Diner and it be a very interesting place indeed.
A throwback to the days of US Rock 'n' Roll, which works out well considering this end of King is rife with second hand clothing stalls, punk clothing and the alternative, when glancing around the place it really does exude that diner feel. Sure, it doesn't have red shiny booths, but it does have pictures on pictures of the oldies and goodies like the Rat Pack and Elvis. The drink fridges at the back say something to the affect of 'old school milk bar' and the tagline to the diner is "best old skool burgers in Newtown."
Behind the counter is a man and woman, extremely friendly with a tad of hippy to them. And while burgers and wraps is what this place say it does best, it also has a nice collection of sweets that don't fit the feel of the place but look delicious. That to the effect of brownies and baklava.
The burger names are cheesy but cool, everything from Macdonna to Blue Hawaii to Greece Lightnin to Bee Gees, I think this was the most enjoyable part of my experience with Deans Diner. I chose a vego option tonight, Cat Stevens: grilled haloumi, lettuce, onion and tzatziki. The damage? $7.50.
The buns are nothing special, just plain sugar buns kind of along the lines of Maccas, but larger. The fillings were much better. The haloumi was grilled just right, the lettuce and onion fell messily as I chowed on down and the tzatziki was just enough keep the burger moist. Would I return again? For the atmosphere, service and the kick of ordering a Lamb of God or Love Shack, sure. In terms of burgers, they're good but not gourmet. If fancy is what you seek, try Moo.
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One girl's gastromonic endeavour to conquer King Street, Newtown, a strip of over one-hundred cafes, bars and restaurants.
Walking down King Street in Newtown, one of Sydney's oldest suburbs, one's senses can become completely overwhelmed. Despite its colourful boutiques and a seemingly endless array of second-hand book stores, it's the tastebuds that really get the work-out with the strip's vast line of culinary delights. I've walked King Street many times and have counted over 140 pubs, restuarants and cafes along it.
These never stay static either. Constantly changing, upgrading, renaming and expanding one can always expect a new gastronomic adventure to greet them when visiting King Street.
Well, I'm determined to end that and achieve the near impossible: to feast from every restaurant/cafe/bar on King Street and live to tell the tale.
These never stay static either. Constantly changing, upgrading, renaming and expanding one can always expect a new gastronomic adventure to greet them when visiting King Street.
Well, I'm determined to end that and achieve the near impossible: to feast from every restaurant/cafe/bar on King Street and live to tell the tale.
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