So after 24 hours of being back in Melbourne, while taking a tram down to the “city” to run some errands, I dialled one of the few Australian mobile numbers I can remember off by heart. Actually I can’t even remember my family’s mobile numbers but I put that down to the constant change in numbers over the years.
“I'm back, I'm back! So when are we going to catch up?” I asked D, friend from university days, now adopted as my “Dai lo”. We met at a Hongkie club meeting a few weeks into our freshman years at Uni. Since then, D and I have spent many of days and nights swotting in Ballieu Library on the 3rd floor, fewer (thank goodness) all nighters trying to finish off our computing science projects, karaoking at Club Hollywood, and now that we can afford it, eating our way through Hong Kong and Melbourne. The only blib in our shared experience was probably our Andalucia trip ... where to my horror D opted for Maccas when we were standing right next to a jambon deli. We can laugh now, yes. In any case, things have picked up since then (food wise) and during D’s last visit to Hong Kong, we did a Central eating tour, working our way down the hill to a few places including Tsim Zai Gei wonton mee and jok, egg tarts up Lynhurst Terrace and then into LGB at IFC for lemon tarts and more macaroons (it was a macaroony kinda day).
“Hey I’m good any day this week!”
“How about lunch? I can pop down to the city … ”
“Actually, dinner’s better …”
“Ok let’s make it Wednesday” (mentally calculating that I’ve got a couple of nights of catching up to do with my sisters).
We chatted quickly about the next month or so’s schedule. We both agreed that there was a lot of exploring and dining to be had in Melbourne before I head back to HK and D leaves Melbourne for his overseas stint.
Efficient as always, the next day, D sends me an email with a few recommendations for our upcoming food extravaganza in HK.
“As for Wednesday – wanna do this place? http://www.yourrestaurants.com.au/guide/ladro/”.
I quickly flicked to my Luxe guide, which gave Ladro the thumbs up under the Relaxed section, quipping “The best pizza, daily roast and pastas. Laid-back, urban, communal tables and heinously popular”.
Yes, let’s do Ladro.
So tonight, we drove down Gertrude Street into Fitzroy. It was dark by around 7 pm, so we squinted at the shop numbers as we went past the hairdressers, Dean’s Art, funky boutiques, and a costume shop. When we saw an unassuming glass fronted restaurant, crammed with people at shared benches, we knew that we’d arrived.
Even on a weeknight, the restaurant was packed wall to wall, so we were lucky to score a couple of seats at the bar. The service is friendly and efficient, and our waitress proved spot on in her recommendations. As promised, there is a long list of about 20 pizza options, followed by appetizers (primi), and mains (secondi) … rounded off with the dolce options. Any other night we would have taken a closer look at the secondi which I recall included scotch fillet, but tonight our focus was on pizza. Some of the menu is in Italian so we needed a little help. I have to say, after my experiences in Hong Kong, it is such a pleasure when the staff know everything about the menu.
“What’s melanzane”?
“It’s eggplant. And this particular dish is eggplant battered and deep fried … it’s really quite delicious”. That proved to be the start of the waitress’ good recommendations for the evening. The entrée plate of melanzane was simply four round decent sized flattened balls of breadcrumbed eggplants (mashed), served simply on a plain plate. The salty, tender and moist eggplant filling complemented the hot and crusty breadcrumbed coating really well.
Next were the skewers of fresh grilled prawns, lightly flavoured with garlic and drizzle of lemon, sitting on a bed of rocket leaves. It went down really well with the house bread - ciabatta and extra virgin oil.
For our gourmet pizza (is t
We ended the evening with a lovely cassata. The waitress helpfully explained that unlike the Lygon street varieties, this cassata is not the ice-cream type … this cassata was more of a trifle (tiramisu) type, with a trifle soaked in brandy, topped with ricotto cheese mixed with candied fruits. The dessert didn't turn out to be quite what I expected, and I was convinced that I would read 0.05 on a breatheliser when I took a driving lesson on D’s car after dinner (though that is another story).
Rating: 4 out of 5.
Cost: $65 for two for a pizza, 2 entrees and a dessert (and drinks).224 Gertrude Street, Fitzroy
Melbourne, Australia
+613 9415 7575
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