Unpretentious yet perfectly executed, where local ingredients are treated with European finesse.
A restaurant that doesn’t announce itself with fanfare, but with the quiet confidence you’d expect from a century-old cottage turned neighborhood diner. Its charm lies in its contradictions: rustic yet polished, nostalgic yet modern.
The menu is a study in balance, leaning into European traditions while keeping fuss at bay. Beef tartare arrives bright and sharp, with the beef left just coarse enough to offer satisfying texture and bite. Roasted cod with tender Abrolhos squid comes with a shimmering buttermilk seafood reduction, while crisp beef tallow kipfler potatoes arrive upon a thick slick of smoky aioli. By dessert, restraint is futile. A dark chocolate, burnt caramel and coffee creation is almost scandalous in its intensity, yet manages an impressive balance between bitter and sweet. Service is gracious and attentive, with staff eager to help you navigate a drinks list that spans Italian, French, and local wines alongside cocktails. It’s refined but not rigid, casual but far from careless. A place where the past feels present and the food feels like home.
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