@goodfoodau: ‘She inspires me every day. She would be so proud’: Named after his mother, Neil Perry’s Margaret takes our SMH Good Food Guide 2024 Restaurant of the Year; having redefined the modern seafood restaurant. #neilperry #margaret #goodfoodguide #sydneydining #goodfoodguide24

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Cthulhu :

Hardest industry in the world? Yeah, nah.

2023-10-24 10:30:46

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My dad punched on with Neil Perry after he hit on my mum at the restaurant where they all worked.

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