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La Sangria Bar

Wednesday, December 16th, 2009

La Sangria

Johnston street, Fitzory is home to a number of Spanish themed establishments. It’s like a tribute to Lygon street, by the Spanish, I suppose. Given the neighborhood is home to my favourite cocktail bar, Black Pearl, I’ve taken it upon myself to explore the local eateries. I’ve tried a couple, but La Sangria is the first I’ve decided to blog about. I walked in on a cold and rainy afternoon in Melbourne last week. I chose it because it was empty, where it’s neighbours were quite full. Not out of sympathy, but because I felt like deliberately going to something bad would have made for an entertaing write-up. It turns out this place is everything but bad. I guess people are/were put off by the staircase that leads up onto the bar. The very same bar I ate off. Click the image for more explicit details.

I asked one of the two old european, presumably Spanish men behind the jump for two of the best tapas dishes they did. The concept was unfamiliar to him, so he chose the two most expensive. Garlic Prawns @ $10, and Fillet steak @ $14. Asshole! I thought. I chose a beer I hadn’t heard of before, Mahou. It’s a superb beer. First class commercial lager – More about that when I can find out where to buy it. Anyhow, back to the food; Surprisingly for an establishment like this, I was asked how I’d like my steak cooked. I said tentatively, medium, and waited patiently.

After what was probably three or four cheesy spanish languaged generic jazzy songs in one ear, and ten minutes of SBS news in another, I was greeted by a ferociously noisy sizzling teracotta platebowlthingy containing six large prawn tails. They looked like they’d been frozen, or very seriously processed. They tasted heavenly. Good olive oil was causing the sizzle, suspended in which was plenty of garlic and nice quality fresh chilli. The prawns firm and flavourful, no sign of the tired, overprocessed characteristics experienced on the eye. A wonderful dish, which was thankfully accompanied by plenty of fresh, crusty, wholemeal bread (no charge) which I could have more of, If I so desired. The prawns so blissful, and the beer so lovely I had forgotten about my impending steak.

The steak ($14) arrived, as pictured, the chips handcut, the salad rustic, more garlic and chilli olive oil, and more bread. Low and behold, it was cooked to medium. Flavoursome and fallapart in texture it was just superb. Not one bit of fatty yucky meat, or sinewy shit. I ate the whole damn lot. The oil will be too much for some, but going to a Spanish establishment with an aversion to oil is akin to going to eat quality Japanese and expecting everything to be cooked.  The salad fresh and delicious, dressed with some vinegar and oil. My only complaints; The Mahou beer ended all too quickly (and i was driving, couldn’t have another) and more people weren’t experiencing this wonderful establishment. Fed like a king for $30. Couldn’t be happier.

Here’s a clicky; La Sangria, 46 Johnston Street, Fitzroy.

I like mondays.

Monday, November 30th, 2009
Half of the cherry bounty

Half of the cherry bounty

Slept in til lunchtime, went out to blue hills orchard in Wandin, in search of delicious new season cherries. We ended up with 5 and a bit kilos of the buggers, two shopping bags almost chock-o block. Now, we just need to work out what to do with them. I recommend the experience, not for cheap cherries (entry is $7 and they’re $7 per kg – supermarket is $10-$12atm) or outstanding quality, it’s just kinda relaxing and in a strange way, fun. Not to mention the opportunity to cook with something you picked. That doesn’t happen all that often for me. I would someday like to have a big vegie garden though, perhaps grow some grapes too. But for now, the grapegrowing is best left to professionals. I’ll just worry about selling the stuff.

Which is what I’ve done for a while now. Sold the stuff. I’m approaching my sixth vintage, and beginning to wonder where it’s all going – where to next. I’m getting tired of seeing the same wines year in year out, tired of delivering much the same speel year in year out. I wonder sometimes, what’s wrong with me.. Some of the people I work with have been at it almost all of their professional lives, yet they don’t seem to be terribly bothered. They don’t seem to mind that they’re selling the sixteenth consecutive vintage of a particular wine. Either they aren’t fussed, or they’re better at hiding it than I.

In an effort to counter this (for lack of a better word) fatigue I’ve been facing, I’ve been searching for wines that offer some sort of excitement, but perhaps in a different mould than the norm. Not wines for the masses, but wines for someone who feels like they need a change. I found one on a recent trip to the Mornington Peninsula, Principia’s delightful ‘07 Pinot Noir. I’m also quite the fan of their 07 chardy – I’m infact drinking one as I type. I didn’t blog about the pinot, because work decided to sell it. After an about face on their colour in pinot policy. Also, the last thing I’d want to do with a glass of wine like that infront of me is sit infront of a keyboard or with a pen and paper and write notes. I’d sooner be equipped with a knife and fork, or lazing about on a couch with a decent stereo playing something nice. It’s a Pinot beyond pontification.

Anyhow, post strawberry pick and in search of food, i got sidetracked. We were in the unfashionable southern side of the Yarra Valley, within minutes of a couple of wineries. Seville Hill was the first sign I saw. I think Seville Hill’s Cabernet was the first wine I tasted as a sample and decided I must have for sale in the shop. This was very early on in my days at Mayerling cellars. I treated it like a baby, gave it a good spot on the shelf and recommended it to everyone who looked at Cabernet. I was mighty chuffed when I sold one, moreso when someone came back for one. These were the days prior to my education under Nick. I’d love to see some of the wines I tried and loved back then, now, just to see what the hell I was on about. Anyone got some ‘02 Chalambar Shiraz? ‘98 Browns of Padthaway Brigstock?.. Stepping Stone Stonehaven Shiraz, Cabernet & Chardonnay..? I think they were early 2000s.. maybe some Cheery Giant Red? Six Foot Six Pinot Noir, Shiraz Viognier?..

I sidetracked again. Seems the day for it. At Seville Hill was the delightful winemaker John D’Aloisio. Humble and informed, yet not pompous, down to earth. A good human deserving of the praise he seems to earn around the trade. Anyhow, I went for booze, not for friends, the news is, I found what I was looking for. Seville Hill’s reds are idiosyncratic and a tad obscure, yet immensely appealing. I scribbled some quick sniff swirl spit notes;

2005 Seville Hill Merlot; translucent crimson; lifted aromatics; berries and forest floor, spice. ripe lively palate, pristinely clean and fresh, though light in body, powerful flavours linger. immaculate balance. a merlot i would drink? wow!

2004 Seville Hill Cabernet Sauvignon; translucent purple crimson; black fruits, spice, earth, cedar on the nose. medium bodied, spotlessly clean, lively and fresh; blackcurrant dominates and persists through booming finish. remarkable length. perfect balance. superb.

2005 Seville Hill Reserve Shiraz; near opaque black crimson; lifted nose; blackcurrant, raspberry, cedar, herbs, white pepper spice, touch of stalk. racy and lively palate, medium bodied, flavours reflect the nose, crisp and crunchy acidity, integrated tannins support. fans out on finish like pinot.

Nice wines. All light, all with a few years in bottle, but all with years to go. Power to weight ratio most exciting. They almost verge on refreshing.

A quick drop into Whispering Hills on the way out, the 08 Riesling and Vine dried cabernet the stars of the lineup.

Food was required, so we made our way back towards civilisation.

Pane di Casa - Principia Chardonnay - Mussels & Prawns in Blue Cheese, Chardy & Cream.

Pane di Casa - Principia Chardonnay - Mussels & Prawns in Blue Cheese, Chardy & Cream.

All this time in the valley had me craving a Hoddles Creek Chardonnay, unfortunately, I couldn’t find one. So I gladly settled for the girlfriend’s Principial, and cooked up some mussels and prawns, in white wine, shallot, garlic, blue cheese, and light cream; a delicious 1 pan dish, that requires only some nice, fresh, crusty bread for soaking.

A nice day. If you’re looking for big gun, overblown reds, stay away from Seville Hill. If you’re looking for something different, here’s a clicky.

3 Kingdoms Asian Restaurant Box Hill

Thursday, October 22nd, 2009

Wednesday night we set out to Box Hill, in search of quick, inexpensive, delicious food. After walking into Dumpling King at 21.45 on Wednesday and being told the kitchen was closed, despite their 23.30 closing time that night, we went a door or two down to an empty, simple, yet clean establishment called 3 Kingdoms. On the menu is a selection of typical dishes featured on menus from just about any Korean, Chinese or Japanese restaurant around town. Sushi, sashimi, handrolls, bibimbap, hot pots, dumplings, soups, stews, kimchi.. You name it, chances are they do it. Entrees from $3 to $7, mains from $8 to $16, with the exception of some $30+ ’special’ dishes, tucked away on the back page. The ’special’ dishes looked like serious business, something we weren’t in the market for, so quick and simple we ordered.

Entree #1 Boiled Dumplings x 12 / $4

Nothing to write home about. Bite sized morsels of  garlic, spring onion and pork, seasoned with soy, mirin & sesame, served sprinkled with spring onions and soy sauce. Edible, but bland, apart from the big garlic hit.

Entree #2 Vegetable Korroke x2 / $3

Better than average Korroke, made up of mashed potato, peas and corn. A simple dish, but well done at 3 Kingdoms.

Main #1 Spicy squid & Rice $13

Pineapple cut squid, done in a pretty spicy, red sauce. Very generously sized portion, the squid slightly overcooked the only major detractor, plenty of squid to accompany julienne carrots, onion, bok choy and bean shoots. Exceptionally tasty sauce. The perfect balance between sweetness, saltiness, garlicness, and spice. Served with a generous portion of sushi rice, the creamy texture of which aids works well with the spicy sauce. Had they have taken the squid out 30 seconds earlier, this would have been a top notch dish, regardless of price. Astonishingly good value.

Main #2 Sizzling BBQ Pork $12

Served on a sizzling hotplate. Perfectly cooked, thin sliced pork belly accompanied by julienne carrots, onion, bok choy and bean shoots. Fantastic meat to vegie ratio, very generous indeed. The pork seasoned to perfection, full of flavour, residual oil in the dish afterwards the only minor concern. You’ll struggle to find better for the dollars.

Overall, given the price paid, this place is very highly recommended. Complimentary tea is a point winning bonus, as is the nice cutlery. Presentation is very good here. BYO. Wouldn’t want to do much more than go in and out quickly. Cheap, clean, fast tasty food. Good on ‘em. They don’t seem to have a website, so here’s a clicky for the address and the phone number. 3 Kingdoms Box Hill.

Makin’ pizza – For schitzengiggles.

Friday, August 28th, 2009

I love to cook. I love beer. I love wine. I love music. I love good company.

On the odd occasion that I can combine them all, I couldn’t be happier. When I cook, the stereo is mine! No good tunes, no beer = go hungry.

I emailed a friend recently, who claims she can’t cook – and was eyeing off expensive resturants. I made some lofty claims about the merits of home cooking as opposed to going out and being served overpriced shit, without being served any satisfaction. I reckon D.I.Y. is better than restaurants for 95% of food, especially when you spend the money on top quality ingredients and good wine.

Here’s a rough guide to my pizza. Be warned, it takes about a six pack and a good album and a half to prepare and to cook, will cost about $60, and will feed upto 6. Four if you want to pig out and take some for lunch tomorrow. Satisfaction guaranteed.

Step 1: Open the wine you intend on serving with the pizza (see both suggestions at the bottle of the page), give it time to breathe. It’s essential to collect good ingredients (see bottom of post for suggestions, if you make it that far). Anti clockwise from the kettle, we have a block of good parmesan, a jar of bocconcini, parma ham, proscutto, streaky bacon, two types of pancetta, sundried tomatoes, and marinated eggplant. On the chopping block, we’ve got some bell peppers, a variety of ripe and unripe tomatoes of different breed, a big spanish onion and a small container of mixed organic olives from macedon.

A bounty!

A bounty!

Step 2: In a heavy based frypan, add some good quality extra virgin oil. A tiny dribble of chilli, and some garlic.

A touch of chill, garlic & good oil, in a heavy based pan.

A touch of chill, garlic & good oil, in a heavy based pan.

Step 3: Add smashed onion(s) and tomatoes. You want to use a mix of tomatoes, ripe, unripe, roma, vine ripened.. Whatever.. It adds complexity. Be aware, you may need to add some sugar if you use a higher proportion of unripe, add a dash of balsamic if you use exclusively ripe tomatoes. Now is the time to sneak in a few anchovy fillets, particularly if your company doesn’t like them. Also, de-pip and smash some olives, sneak them in now too. If you insist on avoiding olives and anchovy, you’re retarded, settle for the inferior substitute – Salt and pepper. If you only use a few olives and anchovies, you won’t even notice they’re there – however, you’ll notice they’re not there, which is why we’re compensating with anchovy and olive. Add a dash of pepper regardless. Freshly cracked black please. Sneak in some sundried tomatoes also. Don’t use all you bought though, you’ll need them later. Drink beer.

Add smashed tomatoes, and onions.

Add smashed tomatoes, and onions, etc.

Step 4.  Let it all simmer gently, cook it low and slow, add a splash of the red you’re going to be drinking with your finished product. smash it gently using a potato masher or something similar, as things soften – in order to help them integrate. If you’re drying out, drink beer. If sauce suffers same symptoms add water. By now you should probably put a new album on. This is very highly recommended, as is this.

it'll start looking like this. taste it!

it'll start looking like this. taste it!

This is what it’ll start to look like, time to taste. if it’s too sharp/acidic, add a little bit of refined white sugar, if it’s too sweet, a dash of balsamic aught to sort it, or wine, that helps too. If you add prawns and scallops now, and pour over pasta when the seafood is done, you’re up for awesome sort of marinara. add 50/50 pork & beef mince, for a schitzengiggles spin on bolognese, not to mention what this gear does to a carefully prepared lasagne, it’s also pretty good over fresh fettucine. Drink beer.

Step 5.  Bung some bell peppers directly on the element to burn up, once they’re nice and black, cover them with clingfilm, let them cool, then rub the flesh off underneath running water. Make sure before you start smoking these things that you remove the stalk. Burning capiscum/pepper stalks smells like you’ve had a huge session on the naughty pipe.  Drink beer.

Grilled pepper/capsicum

Grilled pepper/capsicum

Step 7. Prove your dough! I was too boozy to photograph step 6 (making the dough). But it’s a messy process. Buy some good quality wholemeal flour, and make your dough according to Jamie Oliver’s basic bread recipe. – Only let it prove once though, do this by covering it with clingwrap and leaving it somewhere warm. It’ll double in size, it’s then time to roll it out. As photographed. Roll it out, and spread your sauce. Drink beer.

Dough, proving.

Dough, proving.

as above

as above

Step 8. Assemble other ingredients – meat at the bottom, thin wog smallgoods don’t taste nice burnt, then mushies, roasted & peeled capiscums, eggplant, more sundried tomatoes, pinches of bocconcini and slivers of good parmesan. Bake for about 15 mins at 250c ish.. You’ll see the dough go golden brown and the cheese bubble.

Pizza, made by yours truly, for schitzengiggles, prior to bakings.

Pizza, made by yours truly, for schitzengiggles, prior to bakings.

Step 9. Take it out of the oven, cut, eat, enjoy. Step 10. Take a photo. I forgot to.  Step 11. Drink with remaining wine. Cheapskates go for ‘06 Sevenhill Inigo Barbera, those that appreciate the finer things – and as you bloody should if you’ve spent two hours making your mouth and tummy happy, make it happier (as i did) with some ‘05 Monsanto Chianti Classico Riserva – for my review of the Monsanto, see the bottom of this post.

Enjoy!

Ps. Faith No More are coming. A tad excited.

Pps. I get most, if not all of my ingredients from the wonderful folk at Louie’s Deli & Cafe. Glenferrie road, Malvern. Talk to the bloke with tattoos if you fancy cheese, he has a more intimate knowledge of cheese than george michael does public toilets.

An update, at last! Ardbeg Supernova & 2005 Monsanto Chianti

Tuesday, June 30th, 2009
Ardbeg Supernova

Ardbeg Supernova

Well it sure has been a while. I’ve done lots, drank lots, ate lots and all sorts of other lots since I last posted. My drink inspired writings have been snapped up by my employer, so my musings and rantings more often than not appear there since early this year, my brief notes from bars and whatnot, that I used to email myself whilst tasting things have been taken onboard and expanded and used as tasting notes.. with some hesitation, sometimes I am not sure I can trust my nose, palate and enthusiasm after a few, so more often than not, I’ve bought a bottle of the given subject just to calibrate…… Drunken nose Ryan hasn’t yet let Sober nose Ryan down!.. Tonight’s tipple is easily the most anticipated Whisky I’ve ever come across in my 2ish years of Whisky adoration.

Ardbeg Supernova… Depending on which side of the fence’s opinion you believe, this stuff has been released to demonstrate “another side to Ardbeg” that is, the elemental opposite of Ardbeg Blasda, or as a counterpunch to Bruichladdich’s monumentally succesful Octomore. This shit hit the market after more hype, spin, bullshit and you-name-it descriptors for publicity than an Australian Labour Party policy release.. As I said on the work website, it delivers on the hype that was promised. Tonight is the first time since my initial sniff, swirl, spit and scribble of that note to actually have a good ol’ slurp on the stuff. I can’t stress enough just how wondeful this stuff is. I’ve got a Samichlaus tulip glass filled 3/4 of the way to the 200ml line, upto the said line, topped up from a bottle of Fiji water, Sgt Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band going in the background – life really is grand.

This gear is perplexing – the initial sniff is so overwhelmingly smoky that you can’t help but think it’s a one-dimensonal intergalactic monster, sent to earth to assault your nostrils and tastebuds with such brutal force that they’ll never recover. After 1/2 an hour in the glass, this first thought couldn’t be further from the truth.

It’s smoky sure, but underneath there’s some serious mint, sticking plaster and toffee apple sniffs going on – there’s hints of all manner of spice going on underneath there, I said “simply a joy to sniff” – that’s only because I couldn’t get away with saying this stuff is the equivalent of a scotch lover’s nasal viagra. There are few other ways to describe it, lovers of peaty whisky will be made happy in the pants by the enticing sniffs that Supernova offers. The palate epitomises Islay whisky in a party hat – everything you’d expect to be there, in enormous quantities almost exploding over the palate, mouthfilling flavours in indescribable proportions followed by a remarkably long minty sticking plaster like aftertaste. I know sticking plaster sounds terrible, but really, it’s nice.. Trust me! Cracking gear @ $195.00, not something you’ll drink lots of, but given the limited quantities, well worth investigation, and a good slurp!

A good few weeks ago prior to a friday night in with panda, I indulged – before writing the following;

Peter Bouchier makes sausages for god. Occasionally, for whatever reason god decides to leave some sausages for us mere mortals to procure from Peter’s Toorak village store. IF you are lucky enough to come across these badboys, us mortals are forced to call them ‘Toullouse’ sausages, around $2 a pop, they’re nothing short of amazing. Intensely flavoured, superbly textured.. They’re a treat. Anyhow, fine sausages requires fine booze. I decided Italian wine for spicy sausages might work. I don’t know anything about Italian wine, so I decided to go and buy some from someone who should. With a surname like D’Anna, the proprietors of Boccaccio cellars aught to know a thing or two about wog reds. Turns out, they do.

05 Monsanto Chianti Classico Riserva

05 Monsanto Chianti Classico Riserva

Deep crimson colour with crimson hue. Perfumed nose of red cherry & spice, above a rocky sort of earthy mineral thing.. It’s a delicious smell, very enticing and not a slap in the nose like many aussie reds, very nice. The medium bodied palate is bright, lively and fresh and delivers initially sweet ripe fruit, before the micro-fine powdery tannin and acidity grip and drive the long, spicy, savoury finish. Micro-fine powdery tannin persists long after you’ve swallowed. It’s a smidge thin for drinking on it’s own, but it was absolutely divine with the sausages.

On the whole an incredibly enjoyable drink, particularly with food, but at the price it’s easy to see why Australian wines are so successful overseas. $60AUD buys you something that’s certainly tip-top from Europe, but when the same coin buys you reds among Australia’s best, you have to scratch your head slightly. Can’t help but think this stuff is only just beginning to think about dipping it’s toe in it’s peak drinking window, whilst delightful with food now, I’d be inclined to grab just a couple and forget about ‘em for a few years, despite me working for the competition, I’ve done so. Top work D’Anna family. 14.0% Alc./Vol. 2.5, 6, 8. 16.5

There’s more to come folks,  stay tuned.