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On the road – Gundaroo to Adelaide

Despite the very long day of driving from Gundaroo to Mildura, we have both thoroughly enjoyed the journey as we’ve travelled westwards. The transitions of landscape have been fascinating and beautiful….

From the rolling green lushness around Canberra, very European and bucolic with rows of trees framing paddocks. Towards Temora colours turn to brown with sparser trees and scrub, though it is still surprisingly green. The spectacularly flat yellow/brown moonscape of the Hay Plains around Balranald, where for kilometres you can see to the horizon in every direction and you feel the enormity of the sky. The earth turns reddish approaching Mildura, and as you leave that river town low yellow fields roll to the edge of vision, dotted only occasionally by a clutter of trees. Near Renmark we stopped for spectacular views of a bend in the Murray River, looking more like the African savannah than the Australian bush. Over the hill to the Barossa Valley, once more into lush greenness and rolling vines.

We stopped in the Barossa for a couple of tastings, of course, picking up a superb 2000 old vine grenache at Kaesler ($35). Then through the suburbs to Adelaide city for the next stop on our food odyssey: Cheong Liew’s The Grange.

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Stefano’s in Mildura

Expectations can be cruel masters. When a restaurant has received, consistently over ten or more years, accolades at the highest level you expect something truly special, something you don’t think you’ll find anywhere else. Stefano’s is a very good restaurant that delivers everything it promises when you arrive, which is rustic Italian cooking (indeed the subtitle of the restaurant’s sign says Cucina Rustica). But it doesn’t deserve the two-hat rating it’s enjoyed for years.

Stefano di Pieri launched into the wider Australian food consciousness through his Gondola on the Murray television cooking series that premiered in the late 1990s. Championing the great produce and lifestyle of the Murray River region around his adopted home town of Mildura, his highly engaging style and love of his Italian cooking were very popular. I was a fan, and I have the cookbooks from both series and have tried a few of the recipes.

The Grand Hotel in Mildura has housed his signature restaurant for a long time, and over the years it has won numerous awards including The Age Good Food Guide’s Country Restaurant of the Year award in 2001. It is currently ranked No. 89 in this country’s Top 100 Restaurants as decided by Australian Gourmet Traveller magazine, and it has held two-hat status for years. It’s natural to expect dining here would be an exceptional experience.

First impressions are certainly grand: located underneath the hotel in a converted cellar, the long and narrow space is warmly lit and very inviting. I was seated in what I consider the best seat in the house, with a clear view of the kitchen only a few metres away. Stefano himself was at the pass personally finishing nearly every plate before it was served, and the vibe of the kitchen was quietly efficient but not in any way sombre. Service was superb, a match for any top-level restaurant. Warm without being over-friendly or too deferential, and thoroughly accommodating to the chronically late as we were – again! The drive from Gundaroo took longer than expected, and even though we floored it for the last 400 kms from Griffith we still arrived 45 minutes late. I immediately went to the restaurant and asked for another 20 minutes or so while we washed and changed for dinner, and that was not a problem. When we finally were seated we wanted to slow things down for a while to get over the travel stress, and they were only too happy to hold off on the first courses until we were ready. Top shelf stuff.

But the main reason you visit a restaurant like this is for the food, and while it was very good we were frankly underwhelmed by what was delivered over six courses. At the top end of dining I expect a level of invention and technique that makes you grin like an idiot as you marvel at the food and wonder how they can come up with such ideas. At Stefano’s on this night every dish – with the possible exception of the desserts – could attempted by any reasonably competent home cook. You probably won’t do it as good as Stefano, but you might get close. And that is the essence of our sense of disappointment: though the food was delicious and perfectly cooked, it lacked any wow factor. It was high quality country Italian cooking in it’s very original sense, but we expected a lot more.

For example, Frank Camorra of MoVida in Melbourne takes as his starting point rustic Spanish cuisine but turns it inside out. He reinvents dishes, respecting the original idea but delivering something entirely new and special, individual masterpieces of technique and flavour. I thought Stefano’s would be the same, hence our ultimate dissatisfaction with this meal. In their defence all the information given out by the restaurant makes it clear that what they offer is authentic Italian food, in fact that is precisely what we are told by our waiter at the beginning of the meal. I guess I’m really disappointed with the reputation this restaurant has, that is what caused our misplaced expectations. Stefano’s thoroughly deserves a single hat, but not two or more…

However none of the above should be interpreted as meaning this restaurant can’t give good food. Every dish was very tasty and Stefano’s is certainly worth visiting if you’re in the area. But I wouldn’t make a pilgrimage to Mildura solely to do so… There are no menus here, each meal is a degustation based on the chef’s whim and what’s in season and available at the time. I like that idea. On this night we took the matched wine option (they also have a fine wine list with a strong selection of Italian stars), and had:

Onion tart – an off-menu starter, this wedge of pastry contained a delicious light brown custard of rich onion flavour. Very smooth and light texture, slightly savoury and not at all salty. A great appetiser.

Baby calamari fritti – dusted calamari, cut into a range of shapes and sizes and deep fried. Simple but delicious, and though it is served with a piece of lemon on the side the waiter suggests you try it without lemon first so as not to smother the natural flavours.

Crab and tomato minestroni – rich and flavourful with small pieces of ridged circular pasta throughout. Almost immediately after it was served Kristen and I talked about how we both prefer pasta slightly over-cooked, and I said that perfectly cooked pasta is meant to be slightly chewy (al dente, or “to teeth”). We were far enough from the kitchen that I didn’t expect our conversation to be overheard, but clearly it was: a minute or two later a waiter came over and said that chef (Stefano) wanted to know how we were enjoying the dish “and be honest!”. We said it was very good, and soon after I noted Stefano emphatically saying (privately) that the pasta was “perfect”. I realised he must have half-heard our conversation, so I called the waiter over and explained what we were talking about in full. The pasta was perfectly al dente, and in fact by the end of it I realised that pasta is in fact better that way. The dish was tasty, but both of us found little fragments of crab shell in it which did detract from the enjoyment.

Hand-made ravioli with ricotta, spinach and sage butter – exactly like it sounds, and once again a fine dish. But also very simple and roughly cut: it could easily be made by anyone with a pasta maker.

Suckling piglet with potato and greens – extremely good, rich and pure flavours and the pig fork-meltingly soft. Also simple: the potatoes enhanced with rosemary and the greens were sauted silverbeet. Perfect execution.

Dessert – a choice of vanilla egg white panna cotta or chocolate mousse. We had them both separately, and were thoroughly satisfied (and stuffed) afterwards.

The matched wine selections were mostly good, however some of them were house-branded which was a disappointment. The standout wine was a Montepulciano served with the suckling pig.

Near the end Stefano left, and as he passed near our table he somewhat hesitantly asked how we enjoyed the meal. He seemed almost shy, very different from his larger-than-life television persona, but perhaps he was simply tired after a long day and night in the kitchen.

A short note about the Grand Hotel itself: we stayed there in a very large room, slightly older in style but with a large modern bathroom, flat screen TV and large bed. I’d booked online via wotif.com and saved 20% off the usual rate, and they still gave us a room with a large private balcony overlooking the Murray River. It’s well worth staying here if you do intend to visit Stefano’s.

stefano.com.au

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Grazing in Gundaroo

Our road trip didn’t start well. The first big name restaurant we have on our schedule, Stefano’s in Mildura, could not move our booking from the Friday to the Saturday. Kristen had to work on Thursday, so initially we were facing no option but to attempt the 1000km drive from Sydney to Mildura in one exhausting day. Then a brainwave: Kristen could finish work in Bankstown at 3pm on Thursday, allowing us to leave early and avoid peak hour traffic. Every kilometre we could knock off on Thursday was one less to do on Friday, and suddenly the longest drive didn’t seem so tough anymore.

And as it happens, there is a rather nice restaurant in the tiny town of Gundaroo, about half an hour north of Canberra and only a short detour from the Hume Highway. Grazing has been established here for several years and has become a key drawcard for the town, attracting hungry diners from miles around seeking classy food made from quality ingredients. They make a virtue of using local products, and even have a chef’s garden to provide the kitchen with its own source of heirloom vegetables, eggs, herbs and salad ingredients. Grazing at Grazing was a natural fit into the road trip’s theme of top quality country restaurants, so we booked dinner and accommodation at a nearby pub for the Thursday night.

What’s that they say about best-laid plans? On Thursday morning Kristen was advised that she would have to stay later to finish an urgent project. Even worse, she had to work in Glebe rather than Bankstown. Instead of quickly slipping on the M5 mid-afternoon we now had to leave from the centre of Sydney. Crap. In peak hour. Double crap.

We left just on 5pm and made surprisingly good time through the suburbs. Even the M5 – which is usually a parking lot at this time – was gentle to us and we made it to Liverpool in an hour. But there was still no chance we’d make it to Gundaroo in time for our 8pm reservation. I rang Grazing and Explained The Situation. The hostess was very understanding and offered to check with the chefs, but they were reluctant to stay back late on a quiet Thursday evening. Could we come for lunch the next day instead? I gently played the trump card, truthfully saying we were only coming to Gundaroo because of Grazing, and that we were hitting the road early the next day. She was surprised (and pleased, I expect) at this, re-checked with the chefs, and then said come along. They’d still be there doing prep anyway, and they’d fit us in.

A promise they delivered on, for which we are grateful! We didn’t show up until 8.50pm but were cheerfully shown to our table on arrival, and we didn’t slip out until 10pm. The service was exceptional, their willingness to accommodate us extremely welcome. And the food? Definitely worth the journey. From a modest selection of entrees and mains (and a whole page of vegetarian entrees, which I didn’t notice until later) each titled after the principal ingredient we grazed upon:

Entrées:

“Charcuterie” – handmade sopresa, locally-produced Poacher’s Pantry proscuitto, duck liver parfait, and truffled rabbit rillettes, served with crackers and guerkins. Every part was excellent, with Kristen preferring the proscuitto and me the rabbit rillettes. Though we both the loved the parfait. A very generous serve too for just $16.

“Scallops” – five sautéed scallops marinated in Szechuan pepper with cold green tea noodles, baby summer herbs and fois gras dressing. Seriously good, the scallops well-cooked and the noodles delicate. This was the top dish of the night for me.

Mains:

“Kangaroo” – kangaroo marinated with garlic and herbs on caramelised beetroot and onion tart, lemon yoghurt and chilli jam. I didn’t try this but the moans from across the table suggested it was very good.

“Cod” – oven roasted cod with chorizo sausage, poached green garlic sprouts, tomato broth and green olive aioli. Meaty texture yet moist and flavoursome, the garlic sprouts like small asparagus spears. Served on a rich mash, a very generous dish.

We didn’t want desserts – too late and too stuffed – and we had time to enjoy the atmosphere of the heritage-listed 1865 hotel building we dined in. Food was washed down with a local merlot by the glass (Kristen) and a local pinot gris (me). Grazing does not currently wear any Good Food Guide hats, but I would not be at all surprised if that changes in future editions.

A quick note about accommodation: The Gundaroo Colonial Inn, almost across the road from Grazing, had just closed when we arrived at 10pm. A great shame, as it had a good vibe when we dropped in for directions earlier and we were both looking forward to a post-dinner drink there. The manager knew we’d be late so was quietly waiting for us while sipping a beer, and he was happy to get us a few drinks even though they’d shut up for the night. More country friendliness. The rooms here, though expensive for the area, are new and very comfortable with flat-screen digital TV and an enormous king-size bed. I wish we could stay and enjoy it more, but it’s time to hit the road for the longest leg of the trip to Mildura!

www.grazing.com.au

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Eldridge Estate wine dinner

Back in the early 2000s while wandering around Victoria on one of my wine adventures, I visited Eldridge Estate near Red Hill on the Mornington Peninsula. At the time the cellar door was very rustic (a trestle table set up in the shed), but the setting amongst the vineyards was beautiful and the owners David and Wendy Lloyd a mischievous pair. Plus the wines are seriously good – at the time they were not widely known, but in the past year or two they have begun to receive top-level recognition.

I bought some wine and stayed in touch via their newsletter, and was tempted one year when they had an open call for volunteers to help them pick the harvest. In return for a few hours labour we would get a great feed with their fine wines to drink, discounts off future wine purchases and a good time for all. Although it was extravagant to do this from Sydney (all their other pickers are from Melbourne and surrounds, only an hour or two away), I made it an excuse to have a long weekend on the Mornington Peninsula. It was such a good thing to do that I went back several times in future years!

I lost contact for a few years, but that changed last month when I received an email from David announcing they were about to hold their first winery dinner in Sydney. The date suited and I found a willing companion in James, so off we went last Tuesday to Aqua at North Sydney pool for a wine and food indulgence. The venue is superb, with spectacular views of the Harbour Bridge and Opera House from the north – better than the view from the city. A special menu was devised to showcase Eldridge’s wines at their best, and with one exception the food certainly was very good. I took some scrawly notes during the dinner, but to avoid embarrassment I will limit myself to a generalised description of the food and wines:

on arrival: sugarcane prawns with chilli and lime syrup, salt and pepper chicken ribs with cucumber pickle, Eldridge Estate 2007 Sparkling pinot chardonnay

amuse: soft egg custard with oscietra caviar. This particular caviar is seriously expensive, but god it is good. Delicate fishiness matched well with the so-creamy egg custard

Moreton Bay Bug risotto with taleggio fontina and tarragon. Served with Eldridge Estate Chardonnays 2007 and 2003, plus a white Burgundy (French chardonnay) of a similar price point. The risotto delicious and creamy, the wines an education. The Burgundy was slightly sharp with good fruit depth, but not a match for the 07 Eldridge which had more fruit depth and lightness. The 03 was better again, great richness and developed flavours. Well-rounded with fine mouthfeel too.

Tarte tatin of braised eschallot with goats cheese mousse and balsamic roasted baby beetroot. Served with Eldridge Estate Gamay 2008 and 2004, plus a Cru Beaujolais (a Fleurie, a gamay from France). The food was as good as it sounds but for me this bracket was all about the wine. Gamay is barely grown outside of Beaujolais in France; in fact David said on the night that only 20 tonnes of it are picked in Australia, most of it by just three or four producers. This has always been one of my favourites of Eldridge and it was great to see a young and older version alongside a comparable French counterpart. I found the Beaujolais quite simple with sweet confected berry flavours (like “Redskins”, as old wine tutor Sharon Wild used to say), the young 2008 Eldridge head and shoulders above it. The 04 was richer but not in an overt way, the development more subtle than we saw in the chardonnays. There is little wonder why this wine features on several top-end restaurant wine lists around Australia, and why their small production of gamay sells out by January each year.

From here on it gets a little blurry – the pours were frequent and generous on the night!

Crown of NZ white rabbit on brussel sprout leaves and pancetta, tortellini of braised leg. Served with Eldridge Estate pinot noir 2007 and 2004. This dish presented extremely well, but I found it overcooked and therefore dry and chewy. A shame.

Baked Barossa Valley cow’s milk cheese with toasted sourdough and asparagus, served with Euroa Creeks shiraz 2006 and 2002. I am going to start baking cheese on a regular basis, this gooey spread was so more-ish. Euroa Creeks shiraz, the only wine not grown on their estate, was very fine as always.

Lime and lychee sorbet – a mercifully light dessert.

The people we met during the night we interesting and chatty, rounding out another fine evening. The only downside? Having to return to Cronulla after midnight – again…

Eldridge Estate Wines

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MoVida

Melbourne’s small bars get talked of endlessly, though there are plenty of cosy and rustic bars to go to in Sydney if you know where to look. What is uniquely Melbourne are cafe laneways off Flinders Lane: narrow passageways crammed with a dozen or more eateries cheek-by jowl down both sides. Centre laneway is tight and grungy with tiny tables outside pint-sized restaurants; as I passed through a jazz trio was playing down one end serenading above the buzz. Across the way Degraves Lane is a little more open, with diners huddling beneath giant umbrellas as waiters scurry back and forth. Both lanes are packed with people eating, drinking and chatting, as always on a Saturday morning.

However I decided to keep on wandering along Flinders St, with the vague goal of gazing at the menu of The Press Club restaurant. On the way I literally stumbled across MoVida, a leading edge tapas restaurant credited with establishing the small plate concept in modern Melbourne dining. Open since 2003 and rated One Hat by latest The Age Good Food Guide, I was surprised to find it open for Saturday lunch and talked myself into going in. It wasn’t a hard sell.

MoVida is sensational. I’ve long believed that entrees allow chefs far more freedom to show off their creativity than mains, and MoVida is proof of concept. The space is superb too, with the small and warmly-decored high ceiling room never feeling too cramped. The highlight for solo diners is the long and comfortable bar that runs along one half of the restaurant, and you don’t need a reservation for one of its high stools.

The menu is in two parts: tapa, individual morsels that are sold per unit; and rationes, entree-sized dishes that are designed to be shared. After a bit of consultation with my waiter I decided two tapas and two rationes would be enough, and in fact it was more than plenty. At just $45 for the food it’s brilliant value as well! From ten choices of tapa and sixteen rationes (plus a few specials of the day) I opted for:

Roasted scallop with jamon and potato foam – served on a single shell is a plump scallop on a sliver of jamon ham, doused in the potato foam. The foam dominates but that’s no bad thing, it’s amazingly potato-y yet light.

Baby leek wrapped in brik pastry served with chicken liver parfait – a triumph of skill and design. A slender shoot of leek is encased in a cylinder of crisp pastry and nestled between two shining blobs of rich fresh parfait, which is just the right side of melting. With a drizzle of honey underneath it’s a sublime match of flavour and texture, the wafers of crouton the only distraction (too hard and crispy).

Smoked spanish mackerel with pine nut gazpacho sorbet – WOW. Thin slices of delicious and unsalty mackerel drizzled with a white sauce and a scattering of toasted pine nuts… and that sorbet. If pine nut ice cream sounds like an odd idea then get yourself to MoVida and check it out: it’s superb. The highlight of the meal for me, frankly!

Braised beef cheek in Pedro Ximinez on cauliflower puree – no tricks or fancy presentation here, just meltingly good beef on a tasty puree. A large portion too.

Other menu options sounded inviting but I was stuffed by this stage. Five reasons to return: Hunter Valley quail, partially boned, crumbed and filled with jamon and Mahon cheese; roast lamb cutlet encased in a Catalan pork and paprika pate; spicy steak tartare of raw grass-fed Wagyu beef; white beans garnished with berkshire pork belly, chorizo and black puddling; Andalucian sweet sour farmed rabbit legs with almonds.

Naturally it has an excellent wine list with several good options by the glass (most in the $10-13 range). I’m sure I’ve read whispers in the food press that MoVida might establish an outpost in Sydney, which would be a very, very good thing. However for now us northerners will have to schedule a trip to Melbourne to try this fantastic kind of food.

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