Eat St.

On Sunday afternoon, just on dusk, we jumped in the car and headed to the Eat St Markets.

 

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Alongside the twisting river of Brisbane was a bustling little village filled with great metal boxes, colourful lights and the warm flowing scents of amazing food.

 

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Wandering through the created streets and laneways, it became clear how hard of a decision dinner would actually be.

 

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We finally came upon something that Jade was looking for – Duck San Choy Bow. Tucked down a backstreet, the humble store front served its soup and main dishes to the chilled people walking by.

 

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Mission one complete and beers in hand, we continued under the setting sun to find dinner for me [sans duck and the like].

 

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As the colours in the sky started to fade, the music and throbbing pulse of the markets got stronger and louder.

 

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We made one final stop – arguably the most important of the night – to the Cronut stand.

 

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Sometimes I don’t take a photo. Some moments are best just enjoyed, and dessert was one of them.

 

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Have you been to Eat St. Markets? Have you gone back? I think I would like to go again, but with a better idea of what I want this time. Too much choice can be a burden. And then you end up ordering the sour cream and cheese pizza – delicious, but ridiculous.

Stranger.

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