I’m pretty sure Steve Irwin would not be pleased to hear this though: I had crocodile pizza while in Sydney. I was told I had to have it at the Australian Hotel in the Rocks. So, after I climbed the Harbour Bridge, I walked 100 meters to the right and sat myself at a table in the Australian and watched an old school sporting event. There was random throwing of a football-like object, weird tackles, men hoisting each other up, and other oddities which I can only imagine to be Australian Rules Football. That sport is batsh*t crazy by the way. I had no clue what was going on. The refs are pretty sweet though. When a goal is made, they make these awesome ridiculous hand signals that would give any drill team a run for their money.
The Australian is pretty well known as it’s the oldest pub in Sydney and has a wide variety of beer.
I ordered a crocodile beer and a James Squire amber ale (hoping it’d taste like Manny’s, sadly it didn’t). They also had a kangaroo and emu pizza on the menu, but didn’t think I could stomach either of those (I have a slight problem with thinking about what I’m eating, and kangaroos are so cute…). Plus I was told kangaroo is really gamey and I’m not a fan of that. The crocodile pizza had a bit of an asian flair as it was “marinated in spicy coconut cream and topped with Asian greens,” which I believe in America we call cilantro and red pepper… But that’s beside the point.
Crocodile’s actually not that bad. It has the texture of and tastes like chicken, but with a salt water tang. It’s kind of hard to describe, but once you eat it, you understand that description. My stomach was a bit tense the whole time as I was nervous eating the crocodile (again, all I could imagine while I was eating was the scaly thing staring back at me somewhere in Heaven, Happy Gilmore style). And there was a lot of crocodile on it. There were also noisy Americans who I can only imagine were on an exchange program yelling inside and outside the empty bar. Makes me wonder if my friends and I were that obnoxious while studying abroad in Paris… I’m going to pretend that we weren’t.
If you’re ever going to Sydney, be sure to add this to your agenda: Sydney Harbour Bridge Climb, The Australian Hotel, crocodile pizza (or something else of their delicious menu), and enjoy your time being in that beautiful city!
And make sure you drink a lot of water. I didn’t and the night ended with me almost fainting at my hostel…. Oops.