Review - SMH Sydney Magazine October 2006 'Bars'
When liquid refreshment calls, there's no better place to be than a waterside bar.
Our waiter suffers from short-term memory loss. First he forgets the bread, then the water. He remembers our two glasses of red (Cardingham Sangiovese, $8, and Antinori 'Pepoli' Chianti, $12.50) but forgets which one is which. But he's warm and funny so we don't mind. This friendly little bar is tucked away in Walsh Bay, a pocket that gets packed with theatregoers under eight, then winds down later on. The staff groove to 70s funk in the open kitchen (which serves delicious tapas) and chat with the patrons, most of whom have emerged from the swanky apartments in the vicinity (or just run out of provisions on their powerboats). There's a tiny strip of red carpet leading up to Firefly's entrance but otherwise this place is surprisingly unpretentious. Finally, the waiter reappears to tell us he's remembers something: our bill.
