Bentley’s Bar and Restaurant, again

It goes without saying: we absolutely LOVE Bentley’s Bar and Restaurant. We always get looked after incredibly well there. This time in particular. Let me explain…

We arrived unannounced without a booking. Still, a table was arranged. It was the same menu as before so we asked if they could whip up a different main dish for us. There was a discussion in the kitchen between their wait staff including the wine connoisseur and the head chef. And again, it was no problem. We were told that pine mushrooms were in season so they added pickled pine mushrooms to our main dish. ┬áThe starters were no problem as we decided to have each other’s pick from last time.

Another fantastic occurrence was that our favourite waiter Guillaume was there as well. He always makes it so special for us. God bless his French heart ­čÖé

Complimentary nibbles (above and below)

Remember this from our previous visit?

Our customised main dish (below)

I recently found a copy of Bentley’s cookbook on Book Depository. Even though it’s not a vegetarian cookbook, I am hoping to extract some techniques and get inspired around unique flavour combinations and extensive use of interesting ingredients.

John’s dessert (above). I didn’t have one. Instead, I had another glass of port.

An Evening with Ajoy and Meera

This was a birthday surprise for Dad during his visit to Sydney. We kept it quiet pretty much until the day. Dad thought we were going to have a drink or two with our hosts.

It turned out that Ajoy and Meera hosted us at their own place for the night. Ajoy cooked us some fantastic food for all of us and Meera lent her opinion every now and then.

Lads.

Lads and me.

Dad is a huge fan of Ajoy’s food as well as him as a person. Everyone enjoyed themselves. Thank you Ajoy. Thank you Meera…

Chatkazz, revisited

When John and I first introduced to Chatkazz, one thing we both agreed was the fact that Dad would enjoy this place. We put this idea to test when Dad arrived in Sydney. And it is safe to say that we were right: he LOVED it.

Here, dad is taking a photo of the gigantic menu to show Mum.

Even though nobody makes Pani Puri (above) like Gujju’s Smita in Melbourne and not many Indian places have it on their menu, it is one dish (starter actually) we have to have if the opportunity presents itself. Luckily, Pani Puri is on Chatkazz’s menu.

Apart from Pani Puri and Sabudana Vada (above), we also had or repeated the same order as last time to be precise, Chhole Bhatura, Dahi Puri and Chinese Bhel on the day. Once again, Chinese Bhel was the star of the day.

And that’s us. John took our very own selfie on the day. I don’t have an upper lip, do I? ­čÖé