Monday, August 22, 2011

The Famous MorEx Trip Lunch


Roast Chicken, Special Bean Salad, and whatever else the cook decides.
Delight of guests, bane of guides.
Some things never change, some things are bigger than us.
Best picnic in Gwaii Haanas.
www.moresbyexplorers.com

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Italian Sausage & Courgette Carbonara


Courtesy one Mr. Jamie Oliver.

Mirka at Tolarno Hotel


While visiting friends in St. Kilda I had the opportunity to visit one of Guy Grossi's restaurants, Mirka at Tolarno Hotel. Currently serving up a special fixed-menu Sunday lunch of sneak-peak recipes from Grossi's upcoming cookbook 'Recipes from My Mother's Kitchen', a chance to eat at Mirka was not to be missed.

Mirka at Tolarno is the namesake of French-Australian artist Mirka Mora, who opened the location with her husband as a restaurant/gallery/studio called in the early 1960's. Grossi's father Pietro was one of the original chefs and it was in this kitchen where Guy spent the very earliest years of his cooking career. Having now taken over ownership of the restaurant, Grossi has revamped the building in it's original spirit as a restaurant and bar and planned gallery space. Mora's vibrant murals still adorn the dining room wall, making for a a very unique dining atmosphere.

As you can imagine, a traditional home-cooked Italian Sunday lunch is somewhat epic. The 'From my Mother's Kitchen' menu is certainly no different and would be challenging to get through if it didn't taste as good as it does. Our menu included Cauliflower and Gorgonzola soup, Chestnut and Mushroom Gnocchi, Carpaccio of White Fish, Calzone, Cassoulet, Roast Salmon with Letils, Tripe Sausage, Stewed Fruit, Rhubarb Pudding and the most amazing Honeycomb Semifreddo I've ever tasted. That's a LOT of food, even between four of us. We made an attempt on everything but there was a lot left over despite our best intentions.

For the most part the courses were top-notch; the soup was a stand out, perfectly balanced and with the cauliflower pureed just right to retain a bit of texture. Tripe sausage might not be everyone's cup of tea but all I can say is don't knock it until you try it. Besides, you're in very good hands here. Out of everything I probably ate the most of that. The desserts on the other hand were a little polarizing. It may have been that the semifreddo was so bloody good that it eclipsed everything else but the other two selections were a little lacking. The rhubarb pudding was boring and the stewed fruits didn't seem to be trying to be anything than stewed fruits (not that there's anything wrong with that). That semifreddo on the other hand, wow. It was like they got a cow on a massive sugar-high, let a bunch of bees sting it, milked it and chilled the cream. I could not get enough of the stuff. Total knock-out.

My only serious complaint (and this is something I see a lot of restaurants, no matter how good they are, tending to do consistently badly) was the coffee. We ordered a round of espresso at the end of the meal to finish off and after such a tidal wave of beautiful food I was so disappointed to find a thin, light, over-extracted shot of watery espresso in my cup. I don't understand why restaurants who take so much care selecting the best ingredients, wines, equipment etc. and doing the most with them don't seem to care about coffee. It's an odd experience drinking terrible espresso from a clearly custom made, Grossi crest emblazoned, porcelain demitasse. There are a few restaurants out there doing it the right way; sourcing their beans from local specialty roasters, using good equipment and training their staff properly, but for the most part I still see cheap equipment, bad technique and imported beans that are long stale by the time they reach our shores. I wouldn't suggest that all restaurants become specialty coffee merchants but as it stands, it's not good enough. Grossi is taking the time and care to brew his own beer (which is actually decent - very sharp and hoppy) but is still using a certain ubiquitous omnipresent imported Italian coffee that's just not up to scratch. And it's letting the food down.

Now that the rant is done, Mirka is definitely worth visiting, especially if you can book in for Sunday lunch and get a sneaky taste of some very good traditional Italian cuisine before it hits the bookstore shelves.




Mirka at Tolarno Hotel
42 Fitzroy St.St. Kilda, Victoria
03 9525 3088
www.mirkatolarnohotel.com
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Saturday, August 20, 2011

Brother Baba Budan


When I'm in Melbourne there's one cafe I make always try to get to at least once. Brother Baba Budan is the sister cafe to the highly rated Seven Seeds Roastery in Carlton so the beans on offer are top notch. However, I don't make it a must-do because their espresso is fantastic (it is) or because it's has one of the coolest cafe interiors ever (it does), but because in addition to that they have one of the small handful of Clover coffee machines in Australia.

Without boring you with too many details, the Clover is a rather expensive piece of kit that makes a brewed, french-press style coffee in a very controlled manner and delivers a much, much better tasting cup. The depth of flavour and characteristics the emerge from single-origin beans through the clover is unparalleled. It delivered a cup of coffee that is about the closest thing I've had in a cafe to what is achieved during cupping. It's so good actually that in 2008, after having tasted a Clover, Starbucks CEO Howard Schultz, bought the entire company and effectively took them off the market entirely (they only supply Starbucks now). Bastard.

Thankfully a few cafes had already bought Clovers and we get to enjoy the results with really good coffee. It's not advertised conspicuously so you kind of have to be in the know, but towards the back, above the bar-seating will be that day's single-origin Clover offering with some brief tasting notes. I won't harp on too much more about it, but absolutely positively try it, it's not like any coffee you've had before.

The usual range of espresso based drinks is available from the very capable baristas operating a Synesso Cyncra at the front of the shop and Seven Seeds coffee is available for retail along with a small but carefully chosen array of hand grinders, pour-overs and other modern DIY coffee paraphenalia.

With only a couple of tables at the front of the shop and a handful of seats along the bar at the side, Brother Baba Budan is a small space. Real estate agents would call it 'cosy', but it's an apt description. There is a very fine line along an odd clash of grimy (but not off putting - check out the carelessly trendy unrenovated walls behind the counter and low-rent cash register) and super chic (just look up for the cacophony of suspended wooden chairs and exposed lightbulbs) that Brother Baba Budan treads very carefully and very well. The place oozes coolness and homely warming comfort; if you manage to grab a seat you're likely not to leave for a while. A must-visit, add it to your list.



Brother Baba Budan
359 Little Bourke St.
Melbourne, Victoria
03 9606 0449

www.sevenseeds.com.au
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Piaf



I'll confess straight up that Piaf has long been one of my all time favourite Brisbane dining institutions and probably the single restaurant I've visited most in the city. For years they've consistently served quality French food at prices at least a few dollars less than what you'd expect to be paying anywhere else. There's barely a thing on the menu over $20.


Smack-dab in the heart of Southbank's array of multi-cultural restaurants Piaf is, as far as I know, the only  French restaurant of the lot (if you don't include their off-shoot cocktails/tapas bar Sardine Tin - just across the lane). Despite having the market cornered they remain affordable, delicious and casual yet classy. Open for breakfast, lunch and dinner, seven days a week, there's always something on offer any time of day. Seating choices are plentiful too, with Piaf offering indoor, outdoor and casual bar-style seating to suit just about any mood or occasion (personally I prefer to do breakfast at the bar, lunch outside and dinner indoors, where you can sit beneath a minimalist wall mural of Edith Piaf's nick-namesake Sparrow and inexplicable motorcycle helmet - confusing but somehow it works).


The best thing about Piaf is the simplicity. A small but quality selection of exclusively French wines makes choosing very easy and the menu is broken down into fixed-price courses, each with only four or five options. It's a small choice but certainly not one I'd refer to as limited. I'm usually always stuck between at least two of the offerings, which change regularly. At least a couple of  variations on 'the big classics' of French cuisine are always available and I'm pleased to report that Piaf is not afraid to serve up some of the more challenging dishes; on my last visit delicious fried croquettes of lamb's brains with capers and a fantastic rich, smooth hollandaise derived sauce. Most of the menu is suitable for the less daring, however, such as the warm salad of confit-duck leg, wilted spinach, crispy roast potatoes, feta and macadamia nuts.


Though nice, instead of dessert I'd recommend trying one or two of the regional French cheeses available on the chalkboard. Again, the selection is small but wonderfully diverse and is served with classic accompaniments such as tart apple slices, fig paste and cornichons.


Stylish, a little sophisticated, slightly daring and undoubtedly French, Piaf is at the same time entirely relaxed, very simple and incredibly good value. Piaf does a service to the spirit of its namesake and remains one of my favourite places to eat in Brisbane.



Piaf
5/182 Grey St.
Southbank, Brisbane, Queensland

07 3846 5026
www.piafbistro.com.au
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