Crab Racing for the Glory at the Friend in Hand
Once in a while, you come across a drinking establishment that changes you forever. Was it the chilly pints of Victoria Bitter that went down quite easily while deep in conversation with George the Sulphur Crusted Cockatoo? Was it the hundreds and hundreds of clever signs, plaques and kitschy memorabilia that kept me reading and chuckling for hours? Or was it the pure, childish thrill of choosing a skittish, competitive-looking hermit crab to bet my pride on? Truth is, it was all that and more. If entertainment is what you're looking for, this Sydney
watering hole is a sure thing.