In which we eat some rather tasty sandwiches and OD on macarons.

EARL Canteen, 500 Bourke St (Little Bourke St courtyard), Melbourne. www.earlcanteen.com.au

I had arranged to meet my brother Dan for lunch today, so it seemed like an excellent excuse to visit the newly-opened EARL Canteen – a gourmet sandwich bar that opened last week in the little courtyard underneath MoVida Aqui at 500 Bourke St.

(I should mention here that the twittoblogosphere is very excited about EARL, because the people behind it are Jackie [Eating with Jack] and her partner Simon – self-confessed “food nerds”, both with quite the Melbourne hospitality pedigree. Not to mention Duncan’s macarons- but I’ll get to that in a minute.)

EARL Canteen is pretty much a sandwich bar – but not as you know it. Sandwiches, yes, but “gooor-mett” sandwiches.  I ordered the “Bacon Rage” ($13): thick cut Otway bacon, spicy kimchi and green leaves on ciabatta.

03 Bacon Rage

I confess that my main motivation for ordering this was my glee at the idea of a  #momofukurage-themed sandwich. Fortunately it was also delicious – the spicy kimchi added a lovely zing and heat to the salty-sweet bacon.  Also had a coffee to accompany my meal – they use Coffee Supreme beans, and make a very pleasant latte.

Dan ordered the Wagyu Meatball ($12.50): Moondarra wagyu meatballs in sugo, with zucchini pickles and shaved parmesan on a baguette.

04 Wagyu Meatball

Again, very tasty, although the meatballs could have been heated up a bit more – they were lukewarm in the middle. And not a sandwich that I’d try and eat on a lunch date, it’s a bit hard to get one’s mouth around without getting meatballs up one’s nose. (A classy look.)

To finish, we had to have macarons “By Duncan”. Duncan writes the Syrup and Tang blog, and is a macaron guru. (In fact I can thank his blog exclusively for teaching me how to successfully make macarons. I use the Italian meringue method, btw.)  Duncan is now also not only writing about macarons, but making them – and exclusively for EARL. That’s a big WOO and HOO for the macaron-loving people of Melbourne!

05 Macarons

We tried “Clancy Dark”, finger lime + dark chocolate; and “Yannic Intense”, salted caramel. ($2.50 each.)

I should confess at this point that I never really understood the appeal of macarons before. Yes, I’ve baked them (after seeing Zumbo’s on Masterchef last year), and they’re a nice challenge for a try-hard baker like me… but they never tasted that great, and for all the trouble they took, they weren’t as popular as, say, sponge cake.

Duncan’s macarons? Finally I get what all the fuss is about! I’m now inspired to have another crack at baking them myself. So light and delicate in texture, but very intense in flavour. Macarongasmic.

My only quibble is that they are very small, so the macarongasm is over far too quickly.

Highly recommend EARL for a tasty weekday lunch in the city. In fact I wish to bob there was somewhere like this closer to my work.

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“Hey, do you wanna go to Spain?” J asked me about three weeks ago.
“Yeah, all right,” I said. “When shall we go?”
“How about May?”

And so it was that we came to plan a last minute trip to Europe. As you do. And it’s less than 3 weeks away now!

So, gentle readers: where shall I eat? We’re spending a few days each in Barcelona, Seville, Granada and San Sebastian; then finishing up with two days in Paris, just because it doesn’t seem right to fly all the way over there wihout squeezing in some Paris-time.

Your recs, por favor!

RIGHT. Let’s clear this bloody drafts folder, shall we?

Way back in February, as you may recall, I spent a week in the South Island of NZ. I ate everything in Queenstown, and while I did not drink everything in Central Otago, I gave it a fair crack.

A bit of background: Central Otago is all about the pinot noir, baby – in fact it makes up 85% of vineyard plantings. It’s the most southerly wine-growing region in the world, and apparently has a climate very similar to Burgundy in France. (You can read more about the region at the Central Otago Winegrowers Association website, if you’re so inclined.)

Day 1: Bannockburn

We tasted some excellent single vineyard pinot noirs at Felton Road, and snickered at the saucily-named Nipple Hill Pinot Noir at Olssens, before heading to Mt Difficulty for tastings and rather a tasty lunch. Finished up the day with some rather magnificent pinot gris at Bald Hills.

Day 2: Gibbston Valley

The Gibbston Valley area of Central Otago is only 15 minutes or so out of Queenstown, so we managed to fit in quite a few tastings. Started with Waitiri Creek, whose tasting room is a very cute little chapel, but whose cellar door staff weren’t particularly friendly and charged a tasting fee. Moved on to Peregrine, whose winery is rather spectacular, and some jolly good pinot gris and pinot noir too – I particularly liked the limited release Karearea Pinot Noir.

Lunch was at Brennan Wines, where they offer a nifty little picnic hamper full of cheeses, meats, crackers and fruit, which you can take into the gardens with a glass of wine. And play a bit of petanque, if you are so inclined.

But no rest for the wicked! On to Gibbston Valley Wines, which seemed to me to be all about the merchandising. How many ways can they part the punters with their money? There’s a cheesery, and an icecream shop, and a wine cave where you can pay for tours, and wine “flights” which all cost moolah, and the gift shop, and the restaurant… bleah.  We did a vertical tasting of their pinot noir over four vintages, and it was interesting, but to be honest I found the wine quite pricey for the quality, in comparison to others we’d tasted.

Finally, Chard Farm. Make sure your skipper is sober for this one as it’s quite a hairy drive up a narrow road that’ll have you tumbling down a ravine if your steering is, ahem, under the influence.  Fortunately I was the designated booze hag, with J as the skipper, so I was the only one tasting here! Alas, none of the wines really floated my boat.

Day 3: Rippon (Wanaka)

Actually this was the very first winery we did, as we drove back to Queenstown from Franz Josef Glacier on the west coast via Wanaka.

I’m going to go out on a limb here, and say that Rippon, on the banks of Lake Wanaka, may well have the most spectacularly beautiful vineyards in the world. And it’s not just a pretty face – the riesling is to die for, the pinot noir is spectacular, and the gewurztraminer is pretty delicious too.

Ahhh… fun times. Get yourselves to Central Otago, kids. Tell ‘em Kate sent ya.

So on the ANZAC Day public holiday, we decided to do something completely un-Australian and have a Texas BBQ. As you do.

It was pretty huge. Check it out over on Melbourne Gastronome.

Well, this morning The Age’s Vulture blog blew it wide open.  The Hidden Pizza restaurant that you’ve no doubt heard about via Twitter/Facebook/email is not some secret new – shock! horror! – a marketing stunt aimed at promoting Yellow Pages.

If you hadn’t heard about it, the idea is that you’re supposed to find out the “secret address” of the pop-up restaurant by “just look[ing] it up the way you would any other business”.

Your first thought is “Google”, right? Ha ha, you fool! You fell victim to one of the classic blunders! No, you’re supposed to look it up in the Yellow Pages. (Seriously, who uses Yellow Pages anymore?)

I was a bit surprised to hear that anyone thought this was in any way a sneaky, dodgy or secretive marketing ploy. Seemed pretty obvious to me. I’m sure people don’t really care anyway, so long as there’s free pizza to be had.

What I really wonder is, though: is it going to work?

Would you be any more likely to use Yellow Pages to look anything up, after using it to find the free pizza?

Is it a good example of using social media to reintroduce people to a forgotten service? Or is it just a really good example of using social media to give away free pizza?