We've shared some history… This pub and I. A marathon of memories, a collection of recollections. I've seen her grow over the years, as she has I. And what incredible end results we do both behold! 10 years ago, I celebrated my 21st birthday at the famous Eastwood Hotel. I remember little from that debaucherous weekend, though I do remember a few things. Firstly, an array of scotch whiskey, unmatched by any other bar in Sydney. Secondly, some very liberal opening hours. Thirdly, a restaurant that turned its back on the boring "pub food" menu, in favour of spice, flavour, and satisfaction. A lot of things have changed over these ten long years, but these three trophies have not.
Age delivers some certainties. My writing finesse becomes stronger. My hairline recedes another inch. My taste in scotch becomes ever more expensive. And in amongst all of this, it is comforting to know that some things never change. Kicking the same goals, year after year, Eastwood still remains a favourite hang-out, and looks set to do so for another ten years yet.