Yellow

It’s the ultimate epicurean man cave, courtesy of Bentley boys Brent Savage and Nick Hildebrandt. Concrete surfaces, exposed bricks, wooden details, leather lounges and mirrors are stacked artfully beneath a black ceiling to create a sexy up-to-the-minute space, with a cocktail bar and enviable wine collection to match. What was the Yellow House of the ’70s - home to artist Martin Sharp and his collective - has been reimagined as a creative space of a culinary kind. New expressions of bistro classics see bar chips become salty beef tendon crisps and steak frites turn into a fries-free sirloin with brown butter, roast baby cos and tarragon. Spiced lamb rump with goat’s curd, leek and kale offers homely farm flavours with a Savage spark. And fresh nectarine with licorice cake looks almost too pretty to eat. Sydney bistronomy at its best.

And … They do a mean brunch on weekends.

THE LOW-DOWN
Vibe Fashionable, informal, with fabulous food.
Best bit Just a few menu choices, but lots of wine.
Worst bit It’s dark.