Harry’s Cafe de Awesome!

Is there no decency left in this world? A couple of weeks ago, before going to visit Harry’ Cafe de Wheels, I read an article about how the super wealthy new residents of Woolloomooloo (great name, so many o’s) don’t want to renew Harry’s permit with late night hours. What’s wrong with these people! Do they not understand that this is a place that provides much needed nibbles for people of all sorts when they need it the most; drunk off their asses (in Aussie terms, pissed off their nuts)! Would they rather we all got alcohol poisoning. Apparently, the reason that they don’t want Harry’s open late at night is because it’s noisy…..this is a city people, you live in a city, Sydney already has a billion suburbs to choose from, does Woolloomooloo have to be turned into a suburb too, if you don’t like noise, move to Crow’s Nest. In a city that’s one of the cleanest and most manicured I’ve been to, it’s a great thing to have a place like Harry’s to keep it connected to it’s past. This place has been around doing the same thing since the 30’s do you really want to be the people responsible for putting a stop to that, well if you do, all I can say is that’s lame!

Anyways, on to the munchies…The meat pie was divine, the ultimate comfort food. I ordered the “Tiger” which is the classic Harry’s pie with mashed potatoes and peas on top. I got that same good feeling I get while eating a cheese steak from Pat’s King of Steaks in philly. After the meat pie we thought it would be a good idea to get a giant Harry’s hot dog (some people in our group were wiser and decided to pass). I would suggest either going with two meat pies or one hot dog because the two combined turns into some sort of nuclear explosion in your stomach. But it was all worth it

Tiger pie

Pie with chilli

The hot dog that tried to kill me

The best part…shooting the shit at harry’s over meat pies and cigarettes

Best part number two…coffee at Hernandez after meat pies