When people leave Adelaide in search of Krispy Kreme’s (I just assume that’s the main reason people leave town?) they are always reassured by their mates that no matter how long they are gone for… nothing changes in Adelaide. That same notion was expressed to me before I embarked on my recent 5 week trip and I have to tell you that since my arrival back to Rad-town, I have determined that this popular reassurance is absolute bullsh*t.
It cannot be denied that Adelaide is currently in a phase of self-expression, much like a newly outed gay man donning his first pair of skinny jeans. This is particularly evident in the hospitality scene where new bars and eateries are popping up all over the joint. We’re here, we love boutique beer, get use to it.
I couldn’t believe how many new places had opened its doors since I left our beautiful shores! I literally spent the better part of a day searching for this generous dude who was paying everyone’s’ taxes until I discovered that the ‘Taxpayer’ was actually a new bar in town. Okay, okay, maybe not literally. So I did the only thing that an out-of-touch food blogger can do…. Eat!
First on the hit-list is a little place called Downtown HDCB. I’m pretty pleased to see some fresh, less derro, blood flowing into Hindley Street and with a connection to the ever delicious Jack Ruby, I assumed this place would hit the spot just like a good lover should, sorry EATERY, good EATERY should...It’s a sad story when you get those two confused.
Downtown HDCB is a fairly small venue emanating a dive bar kinda vibe. There’s character seeping through every pore of this place with its rich wooden features, cowhide bar stools and a feature wall covered with black and white concert posters. My hotdog-gobbling friend and I decided to wet our whistle with a glass of Riesling which didn’t disappoint, served in an old school glass goblet. Man, I wish I was old enough to go to dinner parties where glass goblets were the norm.
With our hunger levels at an all-time high we didn’t waste any time before diving into our menu choices. For a second I could have sworn I heard my stomach grumble ‘puuuulllleedd poooork’… that’s the kind of hunger level I’m talking about.
At Downtown HDCB there’s a half/half menu split between hot dogs and non-hot dogs and we decided to dabble on each side. Similarly like the newly outed gay man mentioned earlier who now wonders if he doesn’t mind hooking up with ladies after a few vodka sodas. My hot dog-gobbling friend chose the Snoop Dawg – a hot dog topped with mac n’ cheese, pulled pork and their house BBQ sauce. She was impressed but confessed it wasn't the best sausage of her life.
My stomach had spoken so I decided to go with the mac n’ cheese/pulled pork sundae. This dish is pretty much exactly how you would expect it. Mac n’ cheese, topped with pulled pork with a healthy drizzling of BBQ sauce throughout, served in a sundae glass. This dish was scary, delicious, and scarily delicious. I just came back from America and I don’t recall devouring a meal during my time there that was quite as unhealthy as this one. However, just because it could be a ‘temptation’ food on My Biggest Loser doesn't mean it wasn't bloody tasty. The pulled pork was super tender and the the mac n’ cheese was thick and creamy. Two thumbs up from me… even if those thumbs are now just a little bit thicker.
I really enjoyed checking out this new Hindley St dig. An awesome place for a mid-week treat and an even better place for a weekend bite and booze sesh.
Until next time…Stay Rad-elaide. It’s great to be back!