Super-sized phở và nước dừa for dindins at Marrickville and wearing a slightly incompatible mix of Petit and original Fracas on a black linen dress as this east coast Indian summer wilts the inner-west well into the evening. A post-glut-gut tonic was formulated extemporaneously: 1 part vodka (any will do); .5 Campari; .5 part Aardmore (it needs to be a bit peaty); a dash of Mudgee pomegranate syrup and a few drops of Lebanese rose syrup, served in a tumbler with lots of ice. It is quite good. I think it’s a gustatory summary of this fine but humid Sunday evening.