With some awkward flight timings on a recent trip back to Melbourne to see family, K and I resigned ourselves to having our dinner in Sydney Airport, Domestic Terminal. Visions of food courts swam before my eyes – deep fried burgers, sushi that had been sitting in a display cabinet for a day or more, and other food court horrors (not including the delicious decadence of Krispy Kreme).
Instead, we checked ourselves into the Tap House, a pub within the terminal with James Squire beers on tap.
The Tap House was definitely the dominion of suited men and women taking their business flights to the next destination on the map, or young solo travellers indulging in a drink or two. Families found their place in the food court – this was where the adults congregated!
I ordered the warm salad as I was hoping for something a little bit lighter that wouldn’t sit heavily in my stomach during the flight – I tend to get quite bad motion sickness no matter how short or long the flight, and having a full stomach is a real recipe for disaster! This was a lovely option – not too light, yet not too heavy either. Presenting the salad in a wrap as well worked really well, and is something I’ll probably replicate at home later! The highlight here was definitely the potatoes, which were beautifully roasted.
K ordered the the Portuguese chicken burger, which took ages to come out of the kitchen – I was nearly done with my salad by the time his burger came out. That’s really something to note here – it’s not a well organised kitchen (with disorganised wait staff as well!) and you shouldn’t expect great service. The burger itself was very tasty though – the slight sweetness of the brioche bun with the peri peri aioli was just to die for.
With a schooner of beer/cider each to round off our meals, the Tap House provided a nice alternative to the type of food that you can generally find in an airport.
Overall, I rate the Tap House a 6 out of 10 – the food was quite decent, but the service was definitely lacking.