Kappo
- It is the Platonic ideal of the Japanese restaurant. It’s all restraint and ritual, precision and humility – and with no varnished pine in sight.
- It’s a hushed space of elegant textures – rice paper banners on the ceiling, painted glass, and a plush, sound-squelching charcoal carpet.
- It’s the kind of place diners murmur to each other but there’s really no need.
The Press Club
- After six years of degustation-only dining, Press Club throws down the a la carte gauntlet. It’s still one of Melbourne’s premier fine dining restaurants, a tight ten booths and all the glossy surfaces you could hope for.
- Staff who know how to food-flirt and a list of wines by the glass that manages a quorum of interesting Greek gear without having to venture near the travesty known as retsina completes the package.
CODA
- Its chicken wire cachet has entered restaurant middle age, but never mind: six years on, Coda continues to rock from its classic playbook the energy of Coda.
- If there were a way of bottling it you could solve the world energy crisis. It billows out the door onto the cobblestone laneway then drifts along the street where it mingles with the crowds outside Chin Chin. It’s the Flinders Lane fairy dust.
Tipo 00
- Get thee gone, carb-dodgers. This Little Bourke Street pasta bar is no place for you. Melbourne’s a town that does pasta either really well or terribly badly.
- Tipo 00 is a stand-out member of the first category and just as well for them – naming your joint after the high-protein flour the Italians use for making pasta has got to raise expectations somewhere near sky-high.
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