Waltzing Woolloomooloo: The Tale of Frankie Jones

Overview

My biggest gripe with Woolloomooloo is that there’s no official abbreviation for it, which means that it’s really annoying to type on a QWERTY keyboard. Starry-eyed Frankie Jones, however, has bigger issues with the place.

Arriving destitute in the inner-city suburb from Italy after her entire family dies and her financial situation hits rock bottom, Frankie begins to search for her long–lost cousin. What she finds, instead, is a job working the tables at Sydney’s most famous theatre restaurant, where she’s drawn into the secret theatre restaurant underworld by the terrifying Godmother of theatre, Mama Murkin. It’s “Muriel’s Wedding crossed with The Godfather, Pulp Fiction on a date with When Harry Met Sally, with a little pinch of La Dolce Vita.”

Poor Woolloomooloo isn’t all complicated letter combinations and life-threatening theatre, however, it does have delicious Italian restaurant Puntino Trattoria, who are teaming up with theatre company Arthur Productions to put on this culturally and gastronomically rewarding evening.