Friday, February 18, 2011

Miss Jackson

It's amazing how connected people are these days, and the sort of people you can meet. Take for example, Brad and I, we actually met online back in February last year, went for a couple of dates in March and voila. Now he is my blogging enabler!

Have I mentioned before how much I like twitter? One day Linda (fellow photography and food lover) added me on twitter, told me she liked my blog (which is amazing, since she takes far better photos than I do!) and we decided to meet up for brunch!

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Which takes us to an absolutely perfect morning in St Kilda, at Miss Jacksons, with plenty of chit chat and cameras going ablaze.

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Settled into an old house, I like how the cafe is kind of segmented into different rooms and there are a couple of cute nooks and crannies for tables to hide in. We got a table out the back, right by the window (for the best natural light of course!).

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Linda's lovely looking coffee, I could never do coffee art while I was a waitress, so it always impresses me, and my lovely chai latte. Sweet, without being overly so and gorgeous milk.

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Oh my corn fritters. It had been waay too long since I last had you! Miss Jackson's came with some lovely vine tomatoes, avocado, salsa and bacon. The corn fritters were...well...corny (hurr hurr), and delicious, not too doughy, great texture. It went very nicely with the avocado, although I wasn't crazy about having bacon with it. But then again, whilst I do enjoy bacon now and then, it's not my favourite thing to eat (I'm sorry! I promise I'm a true fatty!). The salsa was lovely too, with a bit of a chilli bite in it. Mmm!

Would totally come back for this stuff!

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Linda had the herb scrambled eggs served on corn bread with avocado. Don't the eggs just look creamily delicious? Mmm! (Although they are hard to photograph prettily...) The corn bread was also quite different, it sort of had the consistency of cake, but was savoury. And corny (hurr hurr) again.

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It was only on the way out that I noticed the smorgasbord of sweets they had, although I (suppose) thankfully I was stuffed from eating all my fritters!

Miss Jackson is really such an accommodating space, bright and friendly, which goes for the staff as well, who heartily joked with us and were quite curious by all our camera action!

2/19 Grey Street
St Kilda, 3182

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Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Saint Peter's

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There's something romantic about approaching the glowing neon lights of Saint Peter's. The light reflecting a blue sheen off from the freshly rained on concrete, with the breeze lightly teasing to whisk my umbrella out of my hands (which could very well happen while juggling a handbag, a camera and wearing heels at the same time).


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So lest I be rained upon more, I quickly took my photos (or not so quickly. I was having fun) and followed the graffitied sailors into the haven where all good fish go....Saint Peter's Kitchen.


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I had visited Esposito in Carlton some years ago, but remember having an excellent time (although I was with excellent company) and some delicious food. So was looking forward to what the newer restaurant was going to be capable of.


I was on a dinner date with the lovely Miss Caryn, squeezing an outing with her before she jetted off to strut around in France and Italy (ah the life of the fabulous). I had jumped at suggesting Saint Peter's when I discovered they still had their "Split the Bill" promotion going, and when I told Caryn about it, she jumped at it too!


In contrast to the moody and broody exterior, inside the warm restaurant (upstairs was a little bit too warm for me considering how humid it was that day), it was streamline, minimalist and quite prim and proper. Oh and there were a couple of waiter's wandering around with French accents. Mmmmm. (Don't tell Brad.)


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While Caryn indulged in a bit of wine and bread, I opted out from alcohol, since I was still getting over the amount of wine I had drunk the night before at the Duckfest.


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These little Shark Bay Scallops entrees are a treat that aren't a regular on the menu. The benefits of signing up for restaurant newsletters (I do suggest you follow St Peter's, they have little specials usually once or twice a month)! The scallops were presented on a lovely little bed of what tasted like corn, so I'm assuming a corn puree? Topped with a tomato chutney of some sort. I loved the warm punchy colours and of course, the sweet tenderness of the scallop. Very sweet and just the perfect few mouthfuls to start the meal.


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Caryn and I decided to nibble on something (or two) from every part of the menu. So we started with a few 'Tastes', the first being this beautiful carpaccio of venison, with a couple of mushrooms and micro herbs delicately scattered over the top. The venison was just beautiful, sliced impossibly thin and oh-it's-so-tender-it's-melting-in-my-mouth. And surprisingly not too gamey (not that I would have minded).


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Next we had a...wait, what is that?! Straight after having my plate placed in front of me, a very energetic and wriggly little green caterpillar made it's way out of my bowl! This little fella had a lot of life in him which sent Caryn and I into a massive giggling fit until I managed to take a breath and wave down a waiter. My plate was immediately whisked away and replaced after a short wait with a fresh dish.


Some may get a bit snot-faced if this happened to them, but I look at it this way. The salad greens are exceptionally fresh! (As I assume he can't have come out of the zucchini...which is deep fried.)


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With that little episode out of the way, we settled into our second taste of the night. Zucchini flower with smoked eel mousse, beer battered and deep fried (what isn't good deep fried?!). The batter was fresh and fairly crisp, and I was all over that eel mousse! Although it definitely is quite smokey, if that's not your cup of tea.


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With tastes out of the way, it was onto entrees! After seeing this on a few blogs, I was intensely curious to try it for myself. A whole quail, wrapped in pancetta and stuffed with fontina cheese and mushrooms, with some vine dried tomatoes on the side. Although the presentation was absolutely, in my opinion, quite adorable, it frankly was probably the least memorable dish of the night. I didn't find the quail particularly tender nor the filling overly tasty. Also by using the whole quail, I found it quite bony and hard to eat around. The pancetta to me was a bit overpowering over the quail as well. It was okay, but not great.


Hope you enjoyed the food porn anyway. :)


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The kitchen quite kindly split this dish into two plates for Caryn and I, so we could get a neat little serving each. So this picture is only half of the serving! Carpaccio of yellowtail Kingfish with florets of broccolini, chervil and pomegranate dressing. This was nice and refreshing.


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Ah and (finally) onto mains we went!


Caryn went with the ocean trout, with prawns, cauliflower, coral mushrooms and horseradish. I just loved the presentation of the cauliflower and other accompaniments, it's like a pretty little floral arrangement, so delicate!


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I opted for the John Dory, with a white asparagus and a little salad (I think?) of mud crab, radish and a warm Cinzano Bianco mayonnaise. The john dory was good, inoffensive and well cooked. And I do like white asparagus. But for me, the thing I really liked most about the dish, was the mud crab in mayonnaise. The mayo was kind of sweet, like the Japanese mayonnaise, which everyone knows goes with just about everything. It was incredibly addictive, sweet and tender. Does this make it a not so stellar main? If I'm more enamoured with the mini salad rather than the main portion?


So while we both enjoyed our dishes, I would say I'm a little more impressed with the tastes and entrees. Again, more that 'good' not 'great' category.


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And of course to finish, dessert. Yup, we still had space for more. (Or we delude ourselves into thinking so)


Again, sometimes being the last blogger to the party has it's advantages, I had seen this on a few blogs and was adamant (not that Caryn put up much of a fight) to have it. It simply says 'Chocolate Semifreddo" on the menu. They kinda neglect to tell you that chocolate semifreddo is showing up with his entourage, chocolate ice-cream and chocolate fudge(?). Um yum.


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What, you need to know more? It was rich, and just heavenly, couldn't have enough of it! I loved how the dish had the different textures and consistencies, the super thick and dense fudge, next to the kinda spongy (in consistency) but light semifreddo and then the soft melty ice-cream. Although the ice-cream was a little annoying as it kept melting everywhere and it's kinda hard to scoop up on a plate!


Could and would (and will?) come back just for dessert. Yum.


Our bill at the end of the night, after the 50% discount, ended up being a perfect $100. $50 a head for so many dishes?! I ain't complaining. The service through the night was fairly professional, if a little cool and our food always came out efficiently. Although I think if it were full price, I would have ordered a little more carefully and maybe only had one entree before my main and dessert. I don't think it's bad value for money otherwise though, the produce is all quite fresh and well cooked, and the servings whilst maybe on the smallish size, are still quite fair. Although I am a woman talking. Gym junkies and testosterone fuelled males may want to defer instead to a steakhouse. Just sayin.


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Saint Peter's

6 Melbourne Place
Melbourne, 3000


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Monday, February 14, 2011

Peko Peko

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Even though for years I had been taking the ever faithful 200 or 203 bus (although these days I'm not so good to the environment and am driving everywhere...) past Smith Street, I'm glad that it's only recently I have become acquainted with the street. It always baffles me to hear that Smith Street used to be a not so hip and happening place, that there was nothing to eat here.

Gosh how times have changed! From the cafes, to the chocolate shops, to the soul food to the Japanese food...have I mentioned how much Brad and I love Japanese food? I think we've both made it our mission (or at least it's my mission and I'm dragging Brad everywhere with me), to try as many of the Japanese restaurants we come across as we can.

Sometime ago we had tried to get a table at Peko Peko on a Friday night, but they were unfortunately full, so the next time I decided to go, I made sure to call up first and make sure I could acquire a seat (or three, for my grandma and brother too).

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Peko Peko is small space, quaint and simple with little bits of Japanese memorabilia to be spotted out here and there. I love the koi wallpaper over one section of the wall! The waitress herself is a bit of an attraction and almost doesn't really fit in the simple, low key look with her puffy shorts and harajuku-esque attire, hair two feet tall and very expressive and exaggerated make up.

I was very tempted to get a picture, but chickened out. Next time...maybe.

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Hmmm! What do you think my brother Tim feels like eating today...?

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How gorgeous are the teacups? I loved the ornate little details engraved on the side. Very pretty.

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We somehow ended up having a massive tofu-fest, purely by coincidence, although it didn't help my brother ordered two main dishes for himself (he can eat like a horse. No joke.). He started with the tofu steak served on rice. I liked that the dressing on this was quite light, not the heavy handed stuff you get at lots of other Japanese restaurant, it all looked so fresh and springy.

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My brother also insisted on having the spicy tofu soba soup noodles. The broth for this was just delicious, it had that little chilli bite (although not too overwhelming) which I love.

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I had jumped excitedly when I saw Japanese curry on the menu. I had been inkling and craving (and whining at Brad) for it for ages. Having been completely over-dosed on meat from the Duckfest at Pan Asian the night before, I thought the tofu curry would be a lighter option than the beef curry.

I was tickled at how much colour they managed to infuse into the curry, it was green, it was red (capsicum, mmhmmm!), just lovely! And absolutely piping steaming hot, which was just perfect as it was raining away outside. The curry was lovely and saucy, an absolute sin when mixed up into the rice. Yuuuuum.

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Grandma got the agedashi soba noodles, which I thought looked quite good...but she very quietly and consistently ate while I jabbered away at Tim and before I knew it, she had finished it all before I could try any!

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Yeah. I don't know what I was thinking. I thought we could squeeze in some sushi still. Maybe I just wanted to save lunch from turning into a total tofu-fest. But I wasn't expecting giant size rolls! These chicken sushi were absolutely huge! Easily an inch and a half thick each! And to add to the bulk, absolutely filled with chicken, which was juicy and tender and delicious covered in...something. Couldn't quite pick why it was so addictive, but even though I was full....I kept eating. Naturally.

Next time I know I have to just come in and order one thing for myself at least...

Peko Peko was very enjoyable and clearly very popular as the small space started to fill up quite quickly, on a Thursday lunch. People were even coming in and waiting for pre-ordered takeaways! One thing that really did impress me with the food here, was how fresh and spritely it all looked, the vegetables were absolutely vivid in colour and had a nice fresh crunch to them, the sesame seeds always looked like they had been tossed on, just as the waitress picked them up to come to us, and of course, everything was steaming away happily (and fogging up my glasses) when presented on our table.

I always think I'm a pretty easy diner to please, but I do enjoy taking notes of those little details and it's often those little details that will bring me back to a place. Can you imagine those soba noodles in the heart of winter?! Mmmm....

Peko Peko

199 Smith St
Collingwood, 3065
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