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Tuesday 22 January 2013

Sketch, The Gallery, London, England

Sketch, the Gallery, was one of the most memorable dining experiences I had in London. Everywhere you look there is some detail or charm to be taken in. It seems each chair, table, plate, and glass is different, as if it had all come from a well-positioned St Vincent de Paul shop, bequeathed with treasures from surrounding mansions.


Sketch has lots of gimmicks to keep you enthralled as you settle in to your table. There are lasers tracing geometric patterns on the walls, there are cocktails in tea cups, and there are of course the ladies toilets housed inside huge eggs, where you listen to some kind of frogs singing in the rainforest from inside your own personal egg. . . It's like my version of Lamb's Wonderland.


I went to Sketch with two friends, and it was hard to focus on the menu with so much atmospheric buzz! My mind went something like this:  

"OK. . . salmon, nope. . . oh laser. . .  right, lamb, nope. . . oh look at that vase. . . come on, focus. . . chicken, nope - oh I feel so low in my chair compared to everyone else. I guess because it's one-of-a-kind. Alright - noodles with miso. Read, read, read, no meat - done. Hmmm. . . I want a drink from that spaceship sunken bar I saw under the toilet platform. . . Hang on, do I really want a drink from the room under the egg toilets? Ooooo Lasers. . . I think they're moving in a different pattern now"

Honestly, the surroundings never really melt into the background here. With so many exciting colours dashing here and there around us, it took some time before we zeroed in on our own company. The waitress had to come back several times to check in on us before we were finally ready to order - I think at Sketch, where design seems to be the headlining act, it's probably not unusual for the waitstaff to have to zero you in on the meal!


I had some kind of Japanese inspired noodle dish, where the soup element was poured on at the table in front of me.  (Here's exactly what it was: Udon: an infusion of burned onions and marjoram, tofu, Judas ear mushrooms and girolles). I kept hearing that the chefs at Sketch were French inspired and following the infusion trend. . .  I definitely noticed the snails and Camembert on the menu! There was also a veggie risotto and ravioli on offer, and generally I think 3 options is a good run! There's a lot of variety, however I chose to steer clear of the Italian vegetable items as they're pretty easy to find on any menu.

My noodle dinner was very nice. Strangely to me, it didn't feel like fine dining. I think living in Asia, noodles to me are associated with a quick lunch at the local food hall, so although the flavours were nice, it didn't have an aura of 'spesh'. I liked the shape of the plate and the presentation.

The waitstaff were fine - nothing in particular to mention.

The headline is the theme. I think you could come to Sketch over and over, and still find something fun to occupy yourself. We had nice wine and lots of stimulation. And with enough veggie options to keep a few of us happy, I could certainly come again to see what I find!

Address: 9 conduit street, london w1s 2xg
Ph: +44 (0) 20 7659 4500
Web: http://www.sketch.uk.com/venue_Gallery_Martin_Creed.php

The Cinnamon Club, London, England

I've been very lucky to visit London a few times for work recently. My best friend lives there, giving me a perfect opportunity to see her! I saw Buckingham palace, the South Bank center, walked along the river to the tower of London, and saw the crown jewels. We visited Fortnum & Mason's and bought the mandatory jubilee edition tea box! Tick, tick, tick - I even bought the tea towel to prove it.

We had several nice breakfasts and high tea's - I could happily get used to the variety of eateries that London has to offer. If it wasn't for the weather and the ridiculously inconvenient railway system (try moving from said best friends house to company hotel with a suitcase, when you need to transition from the overground to the underground, up and down several flights of stairs - haven't the people in London heard of escalators? Hong Kong is oh-so-convenient in comparison!).... anyway, if not for the gloomy weather and the trains, I could see the charm of living there.  


So by the time I went to the Cinnamon Club, I was in work mode and enjoying the company of some great colleagues from the US and Belgium. We started with drinks in the underground of the club - it's cool, with classic drinks and a bit of a club vibe. I can't say I was blown over by the bar - it's nice and everything is in place, however we spent a long time waiting there while our booked table was being readied for us. The last patrons who were renting our dinner table before us weren't ready to move on! Our hostess got progressively more gruff as the wait wore on. . .


Finally we found ourselves in the restaurant - it's bright, with whites and woods, and a beautiful mezzanine level. It feels traditional, with crisp white tablecloths and high ceilings. The main dining hall bustles, and the chatter of patrons almost has a beer hall / bistro feel. Not your typical Indian restaurant decorations!


The service continued to be clumsy from that point. Waiters were formal and generally poised, but they were undermined by the double-ups in their offering. Wine was ordered and offered again. Mains placed in the wrong spaces. They were literally bumping into each other - halting in a stop-start dance of best intentions. Sorry - no cigar.

The food was nice. However at this point in time I can't recall what I ate... I remember that like the decore, the food wasn't your usual Indian curry. There were enough veggie options, and spices galore. I recall we had some desert too - something tooth-ache sweet!

I had a nice time at the Cinnamon Club - it's my first ever fine dining Indian experience, and it was very nice. It wasn't so overt and exaggerated as the usual Indian meal, and you can always count on Indian for tasty Vegetarian food! However the service undermined the whole deal for me. 

Address:The Old Westminster Library, 30-32 Great Smith Street, London SW1P 3BU
PH: 020 7222 2555

Web: http://www.cinnamonclub.com/ 

Tuesday 8 January 2013

A Travola, Darlinghurst, Sydney

When I was a kid growing up in Sydney, there was a secret French artist who 'painted' the silhouette of a beautiful lady, seen from behind with arms outstretched. She usually had a fitted red dress and cropped black hair, and she always had her pet cat with her. Her arms and legs were like slender tentacles swaying from her body. I say he 'painted' her because he put this evocative image on a variety of street surfaces around the eastern suburbs - in particular one alcove on Edgecliff road. He seemed to use oil crayons, paint, chalk - a whole variety of materials. I considered her to be 'my lady' when I was young, although now I know that many Sydney-siders consider her as a friend of their own. Then one day I noticed the artwork was fading and not being refreshed ~ my lady wasn't popping up unexpectedly in secret city-scapes. 


Years later I found my lady in an art studio in Darlinghurst. It turns out the artist named Bruno Dutot had left Sydney for a few years, but returned and taken his lady off the streets and on to the canvas. I was lucky enough to receive one of those canvases as a Christmas present from my husband that year ~ I've had to leave her at home in Australia so that the oil paint doesn't get damaged, but now when I'm visiting home my lady follows me around my house.

The reason I tell this story, is because A Travola is just across the street from where Bruno's Studio was - it brought a lot of fond memories flooding back!


I visited A Travola with two friends, after a week of serious eating. We were feeling worn out, and a bit sceptical of any menu. We sat at the long, continuous wooden dining table that runs the length of the dining hall, and immediately started accepting our stern instructions from the European waitress. She went about her business with a level of seriousness that caused us not to question her, and to focus with furrowed brows on our menus.

The pasta selection was interesting and fresh, and there were some light but unique salads in there that caught my eye too. We settled on sharing some plates, and then proceeded to chatter amongst ourselves, hoping not to encourage the wrath of the waitress. She wasn't unfriendly, just unrelenting in her seriousness about the menu!

I don't recall being particularly full or bedazzled by the meal. It was alive with ingredients and benefited from being served al dente, but I was definitely left wanting. Perhaps that was a good thing considering the quantity I had eaten already that week!


However. . . desert blew my socks off. It came served in a coffee cup, and the fearsome waitress explained that it was best experienced by scooping your spoon directly to the bottom of the cup, and collecting a little of each layer of the desert on you're way back out. She was not wrong. Creamy and delicious is all I can say. I wish we'd ordered 3 of them, but I felt guilty asking my two friends to get their own.

In short, it's a nice atmosphere and benefits from being in the heart of what I consider to be one of Sydney's cultural centers. It's small enough to be hard-core, however I felt distracted and wasn't able to define their unique selling point. I guess I'll need a good excuse to go again.

Address: 348 Victoria St, Darlinghurst, Sydney
Ph: +02 9331 7871
Web: http://www.atravola.com.au/http://www.atravola.com.au/

Sprout Dining, Honeysuckle Newcastle, Australia

I've been so lucky to go home to Newcastle twice recently - once in November for my brothers wedding, and again at Christmas. There are so many weddings, babies and other happenings at the moment, and I can't say no to a good celebration.

On our November visit to Newcastle, we found ourselves driving around the foreshore and honeysuckle area, commenting on how much it had changed since we'd lived there. Newcastle has a real appetite for development at the moment - with some of the best beaches and lifestyle in the world, coupled with great coffee, and burgeoning foodie scene, and not to mention the local university doing a bumper trade, it wasn't going to be long before businesses started becoming attracted to the area again.

After BHP closed in the 1990's, Newcastle became a bit of a shell of it's former steel-city self. However step by step it's emerged as a unique surf-and-food city and backpacker destination in it's own right. After moving out in 2005 with a chip on my shoulder, I now find myself with more reasons to say 'I could live here again' each time I go back. I hear the railway will close soon and the city will be opened up to gardens and walkways like the highline - I can only wish my adolescent home town would be so cool in the future!

So while cruising honeysuckle we happened upon Sprout. I scoped the table settings and my first reaction was a big fat 'NO", but feeling hungry we sat down at the outdoor tables and immediately began to warm up to the idea. . .


From the outdoors, Sprout isn't much to look at. The art seems sparse, the colours completely unoffensive, and the outdoor tables looked like the might be more at home out front of a chip shop. However as soon as the waitresses greets you, you know you're being welcomed into someone's pride and joy. They're endearing to the point of offering blankies for you to keep your lap warm while you eat outdoors. They're genuine enough to give you their suggestion when you're tossing up between 2 meals. And they're candid enough to reprimand you when the wrong wine arrives and you don't immediately point it out to them. This is Newcastle hospitality, at the evolving edge.


On our second visit to Sprout in December, we were pleased to see the same waitresses, and this time we sat inside, where there's a better perspective of what they're trying to do with the decorations. It's still simple and limited, but the thoughtfulness is more apparent from the indoors. The kitchen is pleasing - spotless, efficient, and peppered with tidy chefs running here and there like ants sent on errands by the head chef staking his position in the serving window. They're obviously happy to be on display, and rightly so.



Having now visited twice, I can confidently quote the vegetarian menu! A delicious cauliflower soup, and a fig dish for starers, and a dense, buttery gnocci for main course. In retrospect, I'd take the gnocci in an entre size for my main course - it's delicious but oh-so-filling! The meals are served timely, and the ingredients are fresh and fragrant. The cauliflower soup seems to be my favourite - it's creamy yet light, and with a hint of truffle. Yum!


The deserts are great - enough said. Some delicious peanut butter, and a chocolate lovers plate. Some good imagination and a commendable attempt at some post-modern specialties. At the end of the day, Newcastle is moving ahead, but Novocastrians still love their chocolate mudcakes!

I'm so pleased and excited by this little beauty of a restaurant. I tried getting a booking at Bacchus and Subo last time I was in town, considering the hype I'm hearing about Newcastle's fine-dining scene. Bacchus was closed for the Christmas-NewYear period, and Subo was no-chance for a booking (closed until mid Jan! I hope the husband and wife team are having a good time off. . . but I'd like to eat there!). I guess no matter how far Newcastle has come ahead, it's still a big country town and closes shop for the holidays. Considering that I could get a same-day booking with Sprout, it's definitely one of the accessible little treasures that Honeysuckle has to offer.

Add: 2 Honeysuckle drive, Newcastle, NSW Australia
PH: +61 (02) 40233565
Web: http://sproutcatering.com.au/main/page_sprout_dining_home.html

Christmas, RedHead Beach, Australia

This year we hosted a traditional Christmas at my Mum and Dad's house in Redhead. There was Turkey and Ham. . . yes. . . and plenty of lovely vegetables!

It was so nice to be home. Merry Christmas Everyone!



The Christmas Spoils


 Balsamic baked sprouts, and chickpea mash


 Walnut, cranberry and feta salad. Yes, that's the turkey!


Veggie bake, green beans with almond and lemon, and beetroot with pesto


 Asparagus with waterchestnuts, and bread and apple stuffing


Our Christmas table pre-feast!