During the 70s, Marrickville in Sydney’s inner west was a Greek enclave. Greek migration to Australia gained momentum after WWII but Greek cafes and milk bars had existed in Australia since the 1920s and 1930s and were very much responsible for introducing American fast food to a movie-loving public who couldn’t get enough of hot dogs, burgers, fries and shakes. Milk Bars were usually situated next door to cinemas.
During the 70s when I was growing up in Sydney, the food landscape was fairly bleak. Pizza Hut and Kentucky Fried Chicken were considered trendy and were also very popular. However, there were some pockets of ethnic communities who brought their food traditions with them when they settled here. The Greeks had Marrickville, the Italians had Leichhardt and the Lebanese had Lakemba.
Campsie is like a tiny slice of China. It has many very good places to eat – mostly regional Chinese cuisine – but Malaysia, Nepal, Korea, and Japan are all represented here. There are also many grocery stores that stock every food item imaginable for the homesick locals originally from India, Indonesia, the Philippines as well as all the previously mentioned Asian countries. I’ve never had a bad meal in Campsie. I come to Campsie frequently to shop, eat and rummage through the flea market stalls held in the Anzac Plaza on Sundays. Here is a list of my favourite places to eat.
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An indulgent holiday in the sun, sipping cocktails and escaping between the covers of an enticing book is not my idea of a holiday. Well maybe I could tolerate it for a day or two, but after that, cabin fever would set in. The whole concept of doing nothing gives me an anxiety attack, and once boredom sets in I’ll start dreaming about what to have for lunch, what to have for dinner, and before I know it I’m treating food as the highlight of my break and stacking on the kilos!