Piccolo Bar, Kings Cross
I was in the Cross tonight, and I haven't been there for so long.
I used to live in Victoria St., and Kings Cross was my backyard. I had an hour or so to kill, so I decided to go and see if my favourite cafe was still open - and indeed it was.
The Piccolo Bar is one of Sydney's icons, really the last remaining cafe of its kind. When I first came to this city in the late 80s cafes like this were everywhere, but they have all closed up now.
Vittorio, the irascible and constantly scandalous proprietor, is still there, and still holding court.
I hope it never closes.