Glorious ALT Pasta Bar lifts Melbourne’s Italian Offerings

ALT Pasta Bar is another brilliant Italian restaurant in Melbourne’s CBD

It’s around the corner from one of our favourites. We were well overdue to try ALT Pasta Bar, having now been established for over three years. Coincidentally we are not long back from Canada, and a day trip to Niagara Falls, so eating on Niagara Lane feels entirely appropriate.

It’s a cool clear Melbourne night in winter. The fitout is striking with an expected dominant bar, and a section in the back right we are seated at, which is comfortably warmed. It is a thoughtful space, and we are already thinking of where we could sit next time depending on the numbers.

ALT Pasta Bar

Italian

Tues – Sunday / 12 – Late
+61 480 686 801

We are here to celebrate my Aunty Sher’s birthday. She’s been having a wonderful time earlier at the Cartier exhibition, and has spent the last few days celebrating with friends and family, visiting the Geelong Gallery to Discover the Impressionists, interspersed with indulging her shopaholic tendencies. Looking around the city on the way in it is clear that Melbourne well and truly has its game on, and being with someone who is familiar to Melbourne, but from WA, brings it out even more.

The tasting menu looks to provide diners a good opportunity to taste the diversity that ALT Pasta Bar offers. As is often the case, there is enough on the a la carte menu that we simply can’t look past a few of the dishes, and settle on some snacks, a couple of entrees, a main each with some side leaves, and dessert. We’re in for the long haul!

While it takes some time to arrive on a busy Friday night, Sher and my negroni is beautifully made, and perfectly balanced. Catherine’s “Right on Thyme” is a terrific cocktail too, balancing out the sweetness of the lemoncello with some lemon juice and thyme, plus a good dash of gin. Later we move to trying some of the wines by the glass which have some interesting selections at good price points. Catherine tried the Bergaglio Gavi made from Cortese grapes and from Piedmont. I tried the Langhe Nebbiolo by Vajra from the same region, and Sher went with the Margaret River Nocturne Cabernet. They were all were great.

The star was the pasta, but first we enjoyed some bread with superb mushroom butter, and tried a gnocco frito filled with ricotta, and covered with bresaola. It was nice, but not incredible, potentially left on the pass a touch too long and with a thicker pastry. What were incredible were the entrees. One contained a very generous serve of sous-vide scallops; a lovely way to prepare them. Set amongst cauliflower puree, and some fronds, plus yuzu ponzu (citrus soy), I would be hard pressed to not have this again next time. Then the sweeter grape and stracciatella dish contrasts perfectly. The share bowls were clean by the time we finished with them.

Sher and I both chose the paccheri pasta with duck ragu, rosemary crumb and black olive powder. Sher had made her mind up immediately, but I was choosing between several others including one with Moreton Bay Bugs that I love. In the end, on this winter evening I couldn’t go past the sound of the duck. One part that held me back was the crumb, but this wasn’t over the top. The pasta worked diligently to keep the generous portions of deeply flavoursome ragu on top, and again there wasn’t a bite left. Catherine’s wonderfully presented carbonara seemed more traditional, but no less delicious, with the guanciale adding that gorgeous saltiness you associate with traditional carbonara; the ALTernative aspect being the Kampot pepper from Cambodia.

While they were very busy on the floor, service didn’t suffer, and was very friendly and professional. They made a good deal of fuss about Sher’s birthday which was a nice touch, including a complimentary affogato, which Sher really enjoyed. My tiramisu to finish was terrific, and again the theme of generous servings shone through. But for the cool evening, Catherine’s strawberry icy pole with watermelon granita would have been the winner, the splice-like offering from the kitchen a very cool way to end.

It had been an extra hectic week at home and work. Being at ALT tonight was genuinely an oasis fit for a big celebration. It’s easy to see why the bar and restaurant tables continued to turnover during our three hour meal. As we left we all had an eye on the spot of the bar we’d like to try next.

Comforting fine dining at Barragunda Dining

Barragunda Dining

Modern Australian

113 Cape Schanck Rd Cape Schanck VIC 3939
Mon Fri–Sun 12pm–5:30pm; Sat also 6:30pm–10:30pm; Tue–Thu Closed
(03) 8644 4050

Winding along the long drive to Barragunda sets the scene for a secluded lunch experience. We have a late lunch booking. The carpark is full so we know we are not alone, but there are no people to be seen, and as we enter the second door it is almost surprising to open up into a busy restaurant.

The main bar and kitchen in the entry is the old barn, and the restaurant is an addition with a vaulted ceiling. Long glass panels give you a sense that you are almost in the beautiful native garden and backdrop of fire-touched trees on one side, and the kitchen garden to the other. The fireplace is a stunning feature, carefully placed firewood lining high on both sides. It’s extremely well thought out. A fine dining room at its best.

With all the natural materials it shouldn’t surprise anyone that this restaurant is all about sustainability, local and seasonal produce and ingredients, and the beauty of Australia. It was not long ago that there was less than a handful of genuinely “modern Australian” restaurants plying their trade. Now the best artists of this theme are pushing each other to greatness, while making new entrants welcome.

This small restaurant opened earlier this year in February, and means “thunderous roar of the sea”. Each diner is offered a tasting menu that crosses two sets of snacks, an entree, main, dessert (along with a refresher, and optional cheese course). The executive chef and farmer, Simone Watts, greets her guests hello as they arrive with a smile that shows she is in a happy place here.

As we finish our gin garden and revolver cocktails, each delicious and inventive without going too far off course, our first set of snacks arrive. The somewhat cliched, but normally delicious baby vegetables and ferments are lifted by a salty leek-top sabayon, and every last leaf and stem is gone in no time. More indulgent, a croissant sitting in honey, is topped with a cheese rind cream, and potato skin. There’s a sense of novelty, and since it is actually my first food for the day, there’s also a sense of correctness with a croissant to begin.

The next snacks turn it up a notch with a hogget kofta on a skewer, sidling up to sheep’s milk labneh; and smoked beetroot dip (kibbeh nayeh), topped with bresola made in-house. The take on the usually raw meat of the kibbeh nayeh with beetroot is tremendous, sourdough smacked with butter providing the perfect vessel to assemble the flavoursome combination. The hogget (yearling sheep) has some expected chewiness, but not in a challenging way, and the labneh dip softens the fattiness nicely.

As we wound our way through some of the wines by the glass I realised there was an apparent common theme. From our sampling it struck me that the wines must have minimal intervention in the winemaking, and perhaps are organically harvested. These are not orange wines per se, but certainly had similar characteristics. It wasn’t mentioned by the sommelier so is not something that is pushed as a theme, but given the mission of the kitchen it makes sense.

My main assessment is perhaps my palate could mature, but I did feel there were some winemaking techniques that could have improved these still delicious wines by the glass. Out of the wines between us, the Terra Vita Vinum Chenin Blanc from Anjou in France, and the Domenica Gamay from Beechworth, were favourites.

Back to the food, and there was a bit of a wait until the entree, but we were enjoying each other’s company, and the atmosphere in the room, with most tables venturing into the farm between their main and dessert. The “spent hen” with delightful spring peas and broad beans, pickled kohlrabi, and egg yolk, was worth the wait. In particular the chicken jus brought the elements together with a salty accent. There’s a lot to it, but the thought of Sunday roast chicken and gravy was hard to escape. The reference to “spent” is the fact that these previously commercial egg-laying chickens are “reclaimed” which might be a nice way to say they would otherwise be…

While we tried, there was no putting our finger on the personality of the floorstaff. While there was a range of experience shown, and different mannerisms and rhythms; in a small dining room they worked well together, and presented as people with a real interest in what the restaurant is doing. Rarely through the meal was a question not answered in some detail, and given the nature of the restaurant, there were so many points of interest I don’t think I stopped asking questions throughout service!

The food had been superb, and the Black Angus main provided yet another powerful showing. Both the rare cut, and the slower cooked osso bucco (with thickish garlic skordalia), were perfectly executed. My weakness for roasted carrots came in confit style with poppy, burnt honey, and buttermilk, and our other side of Sugar Loaf cabbage with puntarella (bitter Catalonian chicory), mint and heaps of pine nuts, was one of those sides that all of a sudden have vanished from the plate. All together it felt like a feast, giving off a very Annie Smithers vibe.

After our walk around the native and vegetable garden, we sat for our strongly flavoured coriander and celery refresher, that had a lift from the spice, and a certain addictive quality. Next we braced ourselves for a more balanced dessert, but were pleasantly surprised when the “Yesterday’s bread” turned out to be a fascinating take on bread and butter pudding, that shone from both a presentation, and flavour perspective. The toffee coating on the pudding, the use of lemon in several elements, and the creme fraiche providing a heavenly dessert.

There’s a very good reason it is difficult to get a table at this restaurant, and it is not only because it is small and only open four days of the week. You can sense the passion through the meal, and you can taste it in the creations of the kitchen. The incredible focus on the mission and vision of Barragunda is evident, and the style of dining couldn’t be more comforting.

Barragunda Dining
https://www.barragunda.com.au
Friday to Monday lunch
113 Cape Schanck Road, Cape Schanck
0386444050
info@barragunda.com.au