A few nights ago we walked the length of Australia Street, from Annandale to Newtown, to dine at a fabulous new restaurant, Osteria Mucca, that we discovered almost by accident. Australia Street is very long – given the width of the continent, it's probably well named.
When you no longer live in Sydney and visits are several months apart, it’s hard to keep up with all the new places that open. It’s also difficult to get too excited by many restaurants nowadays as rising costs shrink the experience of eating out or make it much more expensive.
The restaurant is not cheap – is anything in inner-city Sydney cheap – but as I’ve said before, it’s better to make an occasion of it and eat out less frequently and enjoy it when you do. So many good restaurants have closed lately, due to the costs involved, that we have to make the most of those that are terrific and still with us. In the heart of Sydney I should imagine that rents alone must be pretty crippling.
On a recent regional road trip, a few weeks back we had dinner at renowned Melbourne restaurant Cutler. Both the space and the food were great, but to my mind Osteria Mucca was more exciting. The restaurant is in a former butchers shop – and it’s a pretty spectacular venue. It’s all white napkins, hand-made lace doilies and glorious tiles – very Italian – and the staff making it all work were great.
We started with a couple of traditional dry martinis to celebrate having got there and then had raw South Australia kingfish with lemon and rosemary. After that we had impeccable hand-made pasta, one spaghetti with prawns, lemon and bottarga and one gnocchi filled with a mix of potato and their own home-made ricotta, coated with a Gorgonzola sauce. It could have been too rich, but it was spot on.
It brought home two culinary truths – if a sauce is worth making, it's worth eating, and you can’t get away from the importance of salad – it's not just an accompaniment. The side salad of mixed leaves we had was superb – that’s what radicchio was made for. I could have eaten it on its own.
The wines we drank to accompany the meals were mainly Italian and very enjoyable as well –a Sicilian Grillo, a Chardonnay blend, a Montepulciano and a Vin Santo to finish off with a cassata dessert – very different to the cassata I grew up with. All in all it was an excellent night and I’d happily visit again. We’ve recommended it to all our Sydney friends.
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