When it comes to culture in Darwin, you could be forgiven for thinking, wandering down Mitchell St any night of the week, of fishing and beer. But beyond the bibulous slurps and sloppy casts of sun-burnt, shaved-headed men, a vibrant cornucopia of food awaits the avid tongue. This blog traces the ambling stomach of two defected Melburnians through Darwin's eateries and the tastes of Northern Outback Australia.
