There’s something awfully naughtily gluttonous about eating tapas at MoVida. I’m a Sydneysider and this Spanish hot spot had long been on my Melbourne restaurant hit list. During a recent work trip I tore out of my hotel to get there early enough to score a seat before the hungry after-workers streamed in. I asked for a stool at the bar and was literally wedged into a corner. I didn’t complain. I didn’t care. I had my pew. And a ring-side view of the action.
Last Saturday I found myself at two extremes: sampling crispy pig’s ear, pig trotter croquettes, and blood sausage courtesy of Frank Camorra of Movida fame by day (at the Crave Sydney International Food Festival’s World Chef Showcase), and listening to Jonathan Safran Foer – author of Eating Animals - discuss the atrocities of factory farming and the ethics of eating meat by night (at the Festival of Dangerous Ideas).
So, how do i reconcile such conflicting behaviour? I pondered that on the way to Safran Foer’s sold-out event at the Sydney Opera House. Continue reading