Tales of mateship and betrayal, of falling in love and falling asleep – politicians, chefs, artists and eaters share their stories of the restaurant that hosted it all
As long as you are in Sydney, you are never very far from Golden Century. Depending on your age, your background and the time of day, what the multi-storey Cantonese restaurant in Chinatown means to you might differ. But through its endless opening hours, its influence on the food around it, and more than three decades of memories, it’s always there.
My mother told me it was the first restaurant she ever took me to in Chinatown, for what was my first Chinese New Year. On another visit, she ran into a friend. He was surprised to see a family eating there on a weeknight – he thought it was only for political schmoozing and big nights out.
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