Foodie Little Sis and I ended up at MoVida Next Door on a Friday lunchtime, after failing to snag tables at Coda or the original MoVida.

Ostensibly, MoVida Next Door is a “pared-back” version of its outrageously successful sister, MoVida Bar de Tapas. My guess is that it’s really there to take the overflow from the original MoVida, which is one of my favourite places in Melbourne, but these days you have to book about three months ahead to get a table (no exaggeration). Who cares – I’m just happy that there are more seats where one can sit and eat Frank Camorra’s food.

MoVida Next Door’s menu has about 15 savoury menu options, plus a few daily specials. I’m hopeless at choosing, so I just asked the waiter to “spin the wheel” and keep bringing out the food till we said stop.

We started with a couple of chewy, salty bread sticks:
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shortly followed by one of the day’s specials – kingfish with jamon and peas:
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Absolutely delicious – the kingfish was partly cured with a bit of vinegar, tart and zippy against the sweet peas and salty jamon.

Next was another daily special – tuna cheeks with onions:
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I am assuming the onions had some saffron involvement, but it was about this point that there was a change of service and the new waitress did not realise that we hadn’t ordered each dish and therefore didn’t explain them. So the pictures will have to do the talking.

The spicy grilled prawns were delicious:
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as were the “sardines on toast” – they were grilled on the chewy salty bread with tomatoes:
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Next there were pieces of wagyu, braised with sweet caramelised onions and Pedro Ximenez:
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The wagyu appeared to have been slow cooked as it fell apart as soon as I stuck a fork in it. Little bit gelatinous. Divine.

Finally, there was chicken (I think) stuffed with some kind of pate:
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This was the only dish I didn’t like. The pate was REALLY funky, in a Stilton-ish kind of way, and I found it very overpowering.

They asked us whether we were still hungry after this, but we agreed that we had had an Elegant Sufficiency between the two of us. I had a glass of 2007 Muga Viura Malvasia (Rioja) with my meal, which was just ok.

The service was passable, but not up to the standard that I’ve had at the original MoVida. The staff seemed a bit distracted. There was the aforementioned issue of not explaining the dishes; plus I was not offered anywhere to hang my coat (we were sitting up on stools at the bar) and had to go looking for the coat rack myself. Small issues that could easily be remedied.

The bill came to $87 for two, including drinks. Not bad for great rustic, tasty food.

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I confess I don’t often visit the Dark Side – i.e. south of the Yarra. My visit to Attica came about as a result of a visit from Foodie Little Sis, who despite living in Hobart manages to stay right up with the Melbourne food scene, and is determined to work her way through the entire Age Good Food Guide.

So we took two trains to get to Ripponlea station, where the only two things open on Glen Eira Rd are an Indian restaurant, and the Age Good Food Guide Restaurant of the Year ’09. Attica has a warm and understated appearance both inside and out; it’s chic but doesn’t want to intimidate anyone. We were greeted warmly at the door and shown immediately to our table.

I wanted to start with a glass of bubbles (as you do), and the manager Camm Whiteoak was visibly pleased to announce that he could offer me a glass of 2000 Jacquesson Avize Grand Cru Blanc de Blancs for the same price as their usual by-the-glass Jacquesson NV – apparently the NV had been recalled and the 2000 Blanc de Blancs offered as a same-price replacement. I thought it was really good that Attica was passing on the good price, and the champagne was absolutely divine.

We decided to go for the 8-course tasting menu, which commenced with warmed Dench bread and a morsel of caramelised chicken as an appetiser:

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The chicken did seem like a slightly odd starter – given that lighter dishes were to follow – but it was damn tasty.

Shortly afterwards, a few more nibbles arrived to go with the bread: a selection of olives, homemade relish, and local almonds. (Not long after this I had to physically restrain my hand from continuing to put bread and relish in my mouth. I would say to myself, “no more bread, there are 8 courses”, and yet there was my left hand picking up the bread. Mmmmmm… Dench.)

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Not long after begging the waitress to remove the bread from my reach, the proper first course arrived – the snow crab:

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I really loved the way the horseradish “snow” added some heat to the dish without overpowering the delicate flavours of the crab. This was one of the best dishes of the night I think.

Next was the Age Good Food Guide Dish of the Year ’09: fresh trout with smoked trout broth, pork crackling and basil seeds, delivered theatrically under a glass of fresh hickory smoke:

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I’m pretty sure the reason this dish won the award is the pairing of pork crackling with fish. It sounds really weird but it does work. When they pour the broth over the top, the pork makes a lovely popping noise like Rice Bubbles, and then goes all squidgy and somehow blends in with the trout. The basil seeds look like frogspawn; I don’t think I could taste them but they did look neat.

And next, “a simple dish of potato cooked in the earth it was grown” – which was offered with shavings of truffle for an extra $15:

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I know – to look at the pics, you’ll think “uh… it’s a potato with truffles on it”. And yes, technically it is, but I really love potatoes. I know they’re not exotic, but when they’re good, they are sooooo good. The scent of this dish was just amazing – earthy and rich and warm but also clean and wholesome. We had the recommended “beverage” match with this dish, which was not wine but a pear cider – Eric Bordelet Poiré Granit Cider from Normandy (France). Perfect.

Dish number four was kingfish with chorizo, almond and squid:

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I did not love this dish; it was a little too fishy for my tastes. I do usually love kingfish but I think that with the squid as well, it was just a bit too much for me.

We then got into the meat dishes, which I thought were still very light. First up there was a triangle of wagyu teamed with onion and peanut puree:

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Much more delicate and light than wagyu usually is. In a good way.

Next, pork loin with a deliciously evil black sphere of morcilla, with apple cider gel (which they make in a nifty distiller contraption that we could see in the dessert station through the glass windows), fennel seeds and pollen.

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Then, my favourite dish of the night: “terroir”, part sweet and part savoury.

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The textures in this dish were amazing. There was a zingy lemony fromage frais sorbet at its heart, covered by a “soil” of beetroot and berries made into crumbs. It was a complex dish so forgive me if I get some of the ingredients wrong or leave anything out – I remember there was kiwifruit, and avocado oil jelly, and a sorrel granita. Each mouthful was an explosion of flavour and I adored it. (Although apparently not everybody likes it, according to our waitress when she collected the plates. Philistines, obviously.)

And finally, the Violet Crumble: a scoop of violet icecream and violet and chocolate powder on a bed of oozy caramel, covered with crunchy crumbled honeycomb.

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Delicious – and again, so light and delicate! Camm insisted that we needed to try it with the wine match, 2007 La Spinetta Moscato d’Asti, and gave us each a complimentary tasting glass – very kind. The light and bubbly moscato was gorgeous with the honeycomb.

The wine list at Attica seemed to me to be on the brief side – only 7 pages, including beer and cocktails. (Thi
s does seem particularly short after the 84-page monster at Royal Mail, where the style of dining is not dissimilar.) That said, it’s reasonably priced, and there’s certainly enough good stuff to satisfy most wine snobs. It’s heavy on the white side, and after tasting the menu I understand why; however I do prefer red in cold weather. After we’d finished the bubbles, I enquired about the 2006 Craggy Range Te Muna pinot noir; Camm however steered us in the direction of an Austrian pinot noir (2006 Pittnauer ‘Fuchsenfeld’ from Burgenland) which he assured us would be better with the food. It was a lighter style pinot, but not without flavour; we really enjoyed it.

Service was top notch. All the staff were very knowledgeable, efficient, friendly and down-to-earth – no “attitude” or snobbery whatsoever.

We were pleasantly surprised when we got the bill – a little over $500 for 3 people including wine… and then we realised they’d left the champagne off. Even so, when that was added on it was still under $200 a head, which for this kind of dining I think is very reasonable.

I’ll be keen to revisit Attica in spring or summer when they bring in a new menu. We had a great night and I’d thoroughly recommend it.
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Some like their cakes to look like they were “bought in a shop” – flashy, fancy, big. I prefer cakes that look like they were made by someone’s nanna. The latter is what you’ll get at Sweet Source, where owner Zoi Condos bakes a fresh selection of home-style cakes and pastries daily.

The selection is different every day (except for the whippy-frosted cupcakes which are a permanent feature): usually there’s a frangipane tart, some kind of slice or brownie, and then whatever takes Condos’ fancy. Your chosen cake will be served on one of their mismatched antique floral nanna-crockery plates.

I had the brioche with raspberries and custard, which was absolutely delicious:

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Foodie Little Sis had the berry and almond muffin – I stole a bite, again delicious:

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And my partner had the blackcurrant angelfood cake, which looked very pretty, but we found the icing overly sweet:

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Coffees there are usually very well-made; the beans they use have a nutty overtone that I don’t completely adore, but hey, there’s cake, so who cares. They do have savoury food there too, mostly pies, frittatas, and filled baguettes; I’ve tried most of it but it’s not nearly as good as the cakes are, so I’d recommend you skip it and head straight for the sweets. Nothing wrong with having cake for lunch anyway, right?

Service is generally not of the smiley variety, unfortunately. Most of the staff tend to look strung-out and anxious, which seems strange to me, as I’ve often thought that most of the world’s ills could be solved with cake. (Perhaps they’re not partaking of the merchandise often enough.)

If you love cake, Sweet Source is a must-visit.
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I tried to book a table for 3 at Pizza Meine Liebe on Friday night, a quick dinner before going to see a movie at the Westgarth. The last few times, I’ve been able to book whatever time I liked. However it looks like they’re back to their two-sittings rule: you can have 6.15 or 8.30.

I didn’t want 6.15 or 8.30. One of my dining companions doesn’t finish work till 6, so 6.15 was too early. The movie starts at 9, so 8.30 is too late. So guess what – they lost the booking and we will go somewhere else.

Seems to be quite the trend now among many popular restaurants – either take bookings only at set times, or don’t take bookings at all (notably Giuseppe, Arnaldo & Sons; Gigibaba; Cumulus Inc).

Personally, I don’t mind restaurants that don’t take bookings – so long as there is somewhere to sit with a drink while I wait, and it’s just me and my partner. (I would never try my luck at one of these places with a group.) Hey, at least there’s more room for spontaneity – beats waiting weeks for a reservation at, say, MoVida.

Obviously being able to dictate to the customer is a nice luxury for a successful restaurant. They can seat more punters and make more money. However there are bound to be customers who are turned off by not being able to make a reservation at the time they want, and go elsewhere instead.

What do you think? Do you like to be able to make reservations, or are you happy to alter your dining behaviour for the restaurant’s convenience?