Another Major Birthday Bash
This week, another one of my family members celebrated a major birthday milestone. It was momentous enough for us to head to a private function room at a restaurant in Melbourne. And entirely adults only event; no kids!
The room was just perfect for the occasion.
The open fireplace in one corner of the room would also double up as a place for the chef to complete finishing touches to the dishes.
And the other corner was filled with that rustic ambience, heralding the style of food to come.
The walls were painted and had 3 folk-art style frescos.
Sadly, I think you can see that the lighting in the room was not going to help my cause much. Why cant restaurants just realize that food is also meant to be photographed; and not just eaten? So...my apologies for the darkness of the food porn.
Our style of food?
We started with antipasto; all with a pesky vegetarian bent and packed full of flavor and the promise of Southern Italy.
Grilled Octopus. Wonderfully tender and served in drippings of olive oil.
The olive oil went perfectly with the focaccia. This was about the only thing that was not vegetarian friendly! It was packed with bacon lard&.and Oh. So. Yummy.
Im pretty sure this was a monkfish dish. The fish had been panfried and served with an onion pickle dressing. The dressing was perfectly balanced between sweet, salt and citrus acid tang!
Mozzarella Aranchini on a rocket puree. I wasnt overly impressed with this one.
Scallops on cauliflower puree. Absolutely delightful and soft and fluffy.
The muscles had been cooked under a grill and then finished with a spoon of ciambotta. The ciambotta was the unsung star of this dish. It tasted of Southern Italy!
Zucchini with a sweet dressing. I liked it but wouldnt rush to order this again.
Day-old Ricotta cheese, home-made. This ricotta had the texture of tofu and tasted like buttermilk. It was perfect on a hunk of bread.
I didnt even get to taste this. I guess it was lasagna!
After the antipasto, we all got a plate of tortellini. Silky smooth pasta stuffed with smoked eggplant and served with butter dressing. I loved this dish, although some of the other party celebrants did not enjoy the smoked eggplant taste.
We then started on the entrée dishes, served family style. This is where the kitchen lost points with me.
The first protein was a goat stew. Sadly for me, I got a piece of meat that turned out to be goat kidney. I stopped eating at that point and when I mentioned it to our waiter, he was absolutely horrified. Judging from his reaction, I was right to think that goat kidney is not something that anyone should be eating in this dish. But I will say that the goat was tender and the stew was full of flavor. Its just that goat is not something that I eat on a regular basis by choice.
The second protein was roast pork. Amazing flavor, the meat fell off the bone (and yes, they left the bones in the dish), the skin was crackling but just barely there for me. I am Asian and particularly harsh on cracking that does not melt-in-your-mouth and this cracking did not meet that criterion.
However, it must have been my night for sweetmeats! The piece of pork that I ended up with came with value add liver. That was just about it for me.
Our entree came with roast potato; which I didnt even get a chance to snap....the other diners just completely dived into that!
And...a salad with the most divine vinaigrette.
DHs protein meal was the pick of the proteins for the night. This sesame encrusted snapper was just beautiful!
Sadly for me (and you), the kitchen was not just serving slow food; it was serving food slow. By this stage, it was already past 11 pm and DH was particularly anxious to head home. My MiL was babysitting DS and DH didnt want her to have a very late night. I guess I would have liked to have given the kitchen the opportunity to redeem themselves from the sweetmeats I had been served with the sweet desserts I look forward with meals like this.
But not tonight.
I knew that it would take the waiters at least 20 minutes to clear up the table and then another 10 minutes to serve dessert. And with DH chaffing to go, I knew that my meal had come to an end.
So, we said our goodbyes, wished the family member a happy birthday and departed the restaurant.
And when we got home, I knew we made the right decision. MiL was looking rather tired and was pleased to see us.
Dessert can wait for another meal!