On Friday I worked in the morning and had lunch at Machiavelli's, the preferred restaurant of Sydney's powerlunching crowd. It's certainly the worst restaurant I've been to in Sydney, and one of the worst anywhere. It's housed in a couple of dark, windowless rooms, decorated with black and white photos of Australian politicians. Apparently it's a big deal to have your photo on the wall, and the restaurant moves them around depending on who's in and who's out. None of this is interesting to me, and as decor, it's pretty lame. Food is very basic Italian, like spaghetti and meatballs or veal parmigiano, stuff nobody's ordered in a couple decades. In keeping with the menu, the waiters are well past retirement age, and the only time you'll see them smile is in this photo. One very discordant note, the waiters are wired with a headphone and a handheld computer for taking orders, which looks really funny when wielded by an eighty year old. (Food-5, Decor-4, Service-4).