I visited Plum and Split Milk off the back of this Hot Dinners offer I had. 50% off the weekend brunch menu price was enticing and the food and venue looked upper class to boot. It ended up being a bit snobby in service but […]
If there’s gonna be one restaurant I’d recommend for anyone heading to Budapest, it’ll be the one that was recommended to me! My cousin lived a little while in the capital, getting to know the scene, and Mazel Tov was top of her list. And […]
You can find the best Japanese in Luxembourg at Kamakura, named after the former capital of Japan. I have some difference on opinion on the rating of Michelin Bib Gourmand. That award has a price cap of €40 and that would get easily surpassed on the food alone. That doesn’t mean I’m not a happy camper. I did find the food and the experience excellent, but not perfect, with a few unfortunate hiccups here and there.
Update: in very sad news, SAS Duck and Chicken has closed. This last weekend saw me adventuring to Warsaw, Poland. And its much more of a food capital than I could have ever expected. My last meal there was the confit duck brioche from SAS […]
Hipster pseudo-Japanese haven for those south of the Yarra, at Mr Miyagi the music is loud, the crowds are plentiful and the food is reassuringly good. My friends and I popped along for my birthday dinner and we killed the requisite (thirty minute) wait at a […]
The brand of Heston conjures up visions of amazement, mystery and admiration. It’s safe to say we had all those qualities in droves over our time at Dinner by Heston. Nothing short of extraordinary and a perfect way to see out my final week in Australia. Dinner sits atop of the highest rated restaurants in Zomato Melbourne (at the time of writing).
My final work lunch of the 2016 year was at Bistro Guillaume, a handy spot with a vista including the ever tranquil Yarra River. We had a big group and a big appetite and both were taken care of over our experience. You can expect expensive, […]
When I got back to work after a week off that was focussed on eating (and catching up with a friend, of course) I often got asked where my favourite meal was – and I’d say Gazi was my highlight: perfect service, extremely efficient and great […]
For our publisher lunch this week (so rare!) I was keen to check out Hercules Morse, a modern tapas-type affair on Clarendon Street. Menu looked good and the reviews were positive. The food was universally amazing but the cocky service and agonising wait times between courses left a heavy sour note in our mouthes. We were told only one staff member ran the kitchen and she can only cook one dish, one table at a time. We got hungrier as we got more full and we ended up having to forego the dessert course due to the anticipated additional wait time. The worst!
On this lunch occasion we were the first group to arrive for a sitting and it never get ridiculously busy with four groups max. We ordered a mix of most of the menu, because we wanted it all. Navigating all the groups’ eating preferences (hashtag modern life) took some brainpower but we managed in spite of the somewhat narrow menu options.
First to arrive was the Cheesy puds, three of these were filled with proscuitto goats cheese and the other three were goats cheese olive. These were a firm, delicious bite. This was followed up quickly with the Bacorn, crispy strips of corn with smokey bacon salt. Although somewhat small, the slice of corn packed a punch with the seasoning highly addictive without being salty. Cheese and cauliflower balls were great, as was the Morse chip butty with was oozing with the an aromatic and truffle-y butter. Super lipid but oh so good. I think I spied actual truffle shavings too.
After this we had a terrible hiatus where no food arrived for the next thirty minutes. Guessing this was down to the addition of a few more guests in the restaurant but it wasn’t articulated nor did the service staff feel even remotely apologetic. The barley and mushroom risotto was well seasoned with a buttery richness. Poor Jenny had to wait for this dish before she could even eat but luckily it was a winner. Luckily we also had the rose. The roasted beet salad with dehydrated feta, maple walnuts and roquette pesto was a little more ordinary, if it wasn’t for the amazing candied walnuts bringing up the dish.
The final dish to arrive (since we couldn’t wait for dessert) was the duck neck sausage served on fennel and sour cherry lentils with duck-cider jus. None of us really knew what we were eating but the three that did were impressed with the dish, well balanced with the sweetness of the base. Very good food for sure. Not sure I’d entirely recommend going though, unless there’s another person on in the kitchen, seems a bit of a cop out to let customers suffer a poorer lunch experience in the wait times.
8.5/10 (but for service, like 4/10)