Restaurant: Flying Fajita Sistas

If you're craving some Mexican fare, head over to the Flying Fajita Sistas. If you go to USyd, there's the added bonus that it's only a skip, hop and hunger-laden jump away if you happen to be anywhere near Broadway.

The aptly-named 'wall of pain' containing a delightful selection of chilli sauces

We went to the Flying Fajita Sistas on a Tuesday night to get their $3 taco deal. If you're going in a group, you have to make reservations at least one week ahead. But it's worth it! No-one could take their hungry eyes off the 20 tacos when they arrive at our table on a huge platter. The restaurant manager moves the candle on the table (which is providing some ambient lighting) away, saying "You don't need this, you only need tacos." Amen. We promptly begin eating and don't talk (much) until every last taco is gone.

We ordered 5 taco platters - one per person. Each platter comes with 4 soft-shell tacos: chicken, pork, beef and bean. My favourite had to be the beef, which was tender (tick) and satisfied my rumbling tummy (double tick; there was a long gap between lunch and dinner for me that day). Next to the beef, the pork wasn't bad. For the non-carnivores, there was the bean taco, which contained blended/whipped up beans in a smooth spread and not actual beans (as I was expecting).

As part of their Tuesday night specials, you get 3 complimentary side dips with your order of tacos: guacamole, crema and salsa. The salsa is only mildly spicy (but then again, I didn't put much on my tacos), though none of us go near the wall of pain. Maybe next time, when I'm feeling more adventurous.

As a (relatively) poor/cheap/stingy student, a $12 dinner really tickled my fancy (while leaving my wallet barely touched). I'll definitely coming back here another (Tues)day. I feel a post-uni Mexican fiesta coming up soon.

~ Hurley Who?

looks can kill (your self-respect and all other kinds of street cred)

Some people are attracted to money. In my hood we like to call them gold diggers. Some people are attracted to fame. We call them WAGs or the cast of Jersey Shore.

A great many of us are attracted to beauty, good looks, aesthetics, handsomeness, golden ratios, hotness, spankability, etc. Whilst the decidedly unattractive amongst us will like to call this shallow, the rest of us will agree with using the Litmus test of good looks to help us navigate our way through the seas of the unwashed to find that suitable somebody.

Unfortunately for me, somewhere along the line my taste 'went awry'. Basically this is just an attempt to suss out why these particular men, who more reasonably than not fall under the category of "Definitely not attractive in any majoritarian sense", are so very attractive (to me).

Pete Campbell (Vincent Kartheiser)

Forget Jon 'smoked' Hamm. Sure our Pete is a massive dickhead in Mad Men but in failing to come up with any justification for his peculiar disagreeableness on the show, I will argue instead that one's ability to be a dickhead is surely mutually exclusive with one's ability to be inexplicably attractive.

Michael Sheen

No-one will know exactly how long it took me to find a relatively flattering pic. Again, proving my point - why so attractive yo? This man is renowned for playing TONY FRICKING BLAIR. He is quite the charming though, if one would deign to reference Youtube as a credible source. Also to be fair, he was once married to Kate Beckinsale and managed to have a daughter with her (well done!) so Mr Sheen must have done something right.

Yes that's right, go laugh or perhaps recoil in horror.

[d.r]

douchebaggery

Probably the best fictitious fuck-up ever:










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