Passion is an overwhelming attribute of exceptional people. In the everyday, most people find their passion in their hobbies. Tonight at O.MY it shines through our conversation with wine waiter, and part owner, Chayse Bertoncello, just as it has the past times we have dined here.

Proudly overlooking this spendid dining room, his brother Blayne creates a menu that has always made sense to my tastes, but has been revelatory in its depth of detail, and connection to the O.MY ethos. That ethos is all about sustainabilty and honouring the surrounding area, without any compromise on flavour; only enhancement.

I should emphasise a complete lack of snobbery at this award winning restaurant; the team creates an interaction that is down to earth. When you have passion for what you do, it shows through the experience; on the plate, and in the glass.

Tonight, we are at the new address for the first time, the restaurant having moved close by after a fire. I love the setting of the small dining room, getting a feeling I had years ago at Orana in Adelaide. From our corner near the bar, we are overlooking the chef’s plating bench, and the other tables in the restaurant, on a large blonde wood table that allows us to sit close together, enjoying the space that fine dining should allow. 

Contrasting the light wood, is the darker furnished dining room, with a dark shadow curtain cutting off the main road outside. While we enjoy our cockails, mine a Manhattan nicely mixed by the bar, a flash of colour appears on the table, with the opening dish showcasing a dozen floral ingredients, housed in a comforting spring roll smelling fried pastry, with buttermilk bringing it together.

We are at the beginning of the longer tasting menu. One of the highlights is a dish we are familiar with from a previous experience, with Jerusalem artichokes coming together beautifully, cooked or prepared several ways. It is the only repeat performance, but an almighty one. The flavours exhibited by roasting, and pickling in particular, brought together with a gorgeous puree, is something special.

One of the many dishes I tried for the first time is the rock flathead, served raw, with trout caviar, finger lime, julienne radishes, and a garlic buttermilk sauce. I savoured every single bite. Earlier, tempura like (sourdough culture) vegetables from the farm, including an unusual but tasty melon/cucumber, and pumpkin skin, gave an indication of the technique on display by the kitchen.

With Catherine’s gluten intolerance, one dish that had us planning some piracy in our own kitchen is the cabbage taco, which was one of her stand-outs. Showcasing the variety of the farm, several types of cabbages (brassicas), and leaves combine to form a light and interesting taco, with the charring of the cabbage leaf adding to the familiarity. 

Another serious highlight cleverly brought together cauliflower using several techniques, with a deep chicken jus, making it feel like a traditional roast dinner. Just prior we enjoyed celeriac, cut like rissoni, topped with black truffle in a flavoursome sauce, as the kitchen’s take on risotto.

We were on the home stretch of this inventive menu, with one last savoury course, plus two desserts to come. Locally sourced beef is slow cooked as a ragout, and covered in a delightfully bright green broccoli, with sweet pickled broccoli stalk, and broccoli puree as the middle layer. Combined with the Bindi Pinot Noir from 2022, you have matched juiciness, and soft sweet textures.

Two desserts is exactly what Catherine and I want from any tasting menu. The Meyer lemon number to begin is cute in its presentation, and delicious. The lemon creme fraiche has a balanced sweetness, with the granita providing a refreshing textural contrast.

The only critique of the finale is we could have eaten two! The almost pastry like pumpkin top is crisp, with the toasted meringue providing pillowy perfection, and Kei apple providing balance.

I would say wine service is serious business here, but the seriousness is left behind-the-scenes with the professional and diligent approach, as opposed to any fanfare at the table. Chayse sources locally as far as possible, and normally has a story or two behind the choice of drink for any particular dish. It would be remiss to not mention our other waitperson from the US, is also skilled on the wine matches, and characteristics exhibited by the offerings tonight.

One of the highlight wines tonight, besides the pinot, was the Yarra Valley Salo Chardonnay, which ticks Catherine’s boxes with its depth, balance, and texture. It shows elegance, and complexity, and I had to have a glass of my own having tried Catherine’s. Similarly named, and the same variety, the La Ferme De Sato Chardonnay from Central Otago in New Zealand is a special find too.

The passion is still there for the Bertoncello’s and their team, and I desperately hope it continues because O.MY is a special restaurant in every sense of the word. The clear comfort displayed in the offering is a true indication of talent and dedication, and there’s so much to like about that combination.

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