I look back at the last week and thought it was a real mixed bag of eating out / going out / eating in. So I thought I would give you the highlights:
1. Saturday lunch - Sonido (69 Gertrude Street, Fitzroy) (8/10)
I wouldn't blog about about a place twice, but they hands down do the best coffee in Melbourne. My long black came with a description of the farm the beans were harvested from along with flavour notes. The Colombian arepa with black bean and feta plus a chorizo Empanada went down a treat too.
Glenhuntly Road can be dicy on a Sunday morning, with the chances of bumping into a friend's parents whilst battling through a raging hangover amplified to Fukushima levels, so I was sceptical about hitting this relatively new place. The fit-out reminded me of the tiled walls of Fez, Morocco or closer to home at Giuseppe Arnaldo & Sons in the city and I was surprised that it wasn't heaving with the bagel-belt regulars like the adjacent Loco at prime-time weekend brunching hour. The menu was loaded with great choices and I had poached egg on smashed potato hash brown with ocean trout. Wow. Great coffee too - highly recommend.
3. Sunday dinner / Dad's bday @ home (9.8/10)
So with 12 odd people attending for my Dad's birthday, Mum had gone all out in what seemed like a pitched battle against any restaurant I had and would eat at for the next 5 years. And like any staged warrior of the kitchen, she came through with the goods (and then some). I'm not going to go into the full repertoire but the main involved slow-cooked-falling-off-the-bone lamb shanks with two different types of cous-cous. But the piece de'resistance was a Moroccan Fish tagine with chermoula, preserved lemon and green olives. Mum's cooking is consistently exceptional but this really was a new level - the tagine was layered with flavours, the sour acidity of the preserved lemon mixed with robust Moroccan spices meant a different and complementary flavour emanated from within each heaped spoonful. It was her best yet. And for all of you wishing to similarly impress your dinner guests, here is the recipe:http://www.food52.com/recipes/989_fish_tagine_with_chermoula_preserved_lemon_and_green_olives
4. Monday night - Cellar Bar (80 Bourke Street, Melbourne) (4/10)
I read John Lethlean's review in The Australian only a week ago where he trashed Grossi Florentino, the upstairs upmarket sibling of this city establishment, so I was nervous. (Lethlean: If anyone is at the wheel of Guy Grossi’s flagship dining room, he – or she – is asleep.") Cellar Bar had that old Melbourne charm that you can only get at a few places in the city but overall looked tired, filled with old-school Italian waiters (some endearing, others lamentable) - the food was no better than Pellegrinis or the Waiters Club. Better places to spend your time and money in the CBD.
5. Thursday night - Mess Hall (51 Bourke Street, City) (9/10)
In stark contrast to Cellar Bar, this IS the sort of place you went to spend your time and money in the CBD - this is the polar opposite to the above (young fashionable waiters, minimalist fitout, long wooden benches, etc). The menu was filled with multiple enticing choices and you know you're onto a good thing when you see a friend on the way in who almost gets out of his seat to impress on you how good the gorgonzola gnocchi is. And he was right, the food here was outstanding. We had a simple gnocchi ala romana, a perfectly cooked fresh piece of ocean trout on a bed of mashed artichokes and tuna carpaccio with watercress sesame seeds and crab oil. Overall, this is highly recommended.
6. Saturday night - New Wind (120 Chapel Street Windsor) (6.5/10)
This was a pretty decent viet meal. We had a good mix of bbq pork buns, sesame prawns, South Vietnamese Fish Claypot, Salt & Pepper Squid and Duck Vietnamese Coleslaw. Mixed in with a few el-cheapo Long Island Iced Teas and it was as close to any illicit substances I've gotten to in a long long time.
We scored a prime window seat late Saturday night and had an excellent round of cocktails. The one pictured was a "detox-breaking" Apple Pie, I had a dirty Vodka martini and the third was a great "cannot recall". A perfect place to people watch, stay dignified and avoid the 2am trash running between windsor station and Revolver.
