North Sydney is a corporate jungle they say. But one in which you are literally spoilt for choice for lunch. If you prefer your turkish bread with a side order of Italian opera (CD, not live!) in a snug little rectangular shaped cafe, Primavera is your kind of place. My friend Lulu and I arrive at 12.45pm in an attempt to beat the 1pm lunch rush and its already a bit tight in the small room with only two tables to spare.
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