Japanese Restaurants in Melbourne.

Not on any magazines' top ten lists.

Psst, over here.

Ok, so I’m sitting in this tiny corner of a cafe with my 10 minutes alone time before I head back to pick up my daughter from mum's office so we can go see some Picasso. (No-school curriculum day, yay, sarcastic-cheer.)

I know, I know, I know I said I'm opening the pay wall, but they don't have to know if I'm feeding you, the paid subscribers the good shit. Yea? I mean, it's a surprise when the cheapskates finally pay and find out there are hidden bonuses, no?

Ok you got me. I'm just doing this so these places don't get too popular.

When you tell people you're a photographer, your friends will ask you about cameras. I don't know anything about new cameras, but because people talk about them, it keeps me informed.

Same as these Japanese restaurants. Nowadays when people find out I write, photograph, cook Japanese food. They'll ask if I've been to 'X' and if it's any good.

The f would I know?

I guess I just described Broadsheet's business model. The self-fulfilling avocado …