It may look Italian and cosy, but make no mistake – Nonna’s not cooking at this upmarket, wine-led venue.
On any day where the mercury is rising, you’ll gravitate outside – a prime perch for sipping Italian wine and observing the neighbourhood. Inside, things get a little more dramatic. Burgundy tablecloths are clipped tight, bringing a touch of mob-wife energy. Somehow, it still lands as cosy rather than formal – polished without being showy or overstated. Staff and wine follow that same rhythm, and service carries elegance and quiet pride. The wine list is firmly rooted in Italy, with glasses that might go from just above $15 to three or four times that, so choose your own adventure. Go classic with Ruinart Blanc de Blancs, or take a quick holiday to Sicily via a salty Etna Bianco (and if you’re not sure, asking for guidance is encouraged). Food sticks to timeless cues, balanced with indulgence and a sense of safety: caviar, handmade pasta, beef tartare and seafood with vintage flair. The Abrolhos Islands Scallop crudo is delicate, brightened with citrus, pickles and herb oil. Grilled prawns arrive with a rich bisque and parmesan foam – the kind of nostalgic, quietly indulgent dish that makes perfect sense given the tablecloths.
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