Sunday, October 18, 2009

Hand signals

WHEN i booked in to attend the sixth annual Yarraville Village Lunch on Sunday I was expecting it to be all about food. It wasn't, but that's no criticism.

While I turned up as Starvin Marvin, the day ended up being all about the experience. After all, it's not too often that you sit down to eat lunch in the middle of a street with 200-odd strangers. We were entertained with music, plied ourselves with tasty wine from Galli Estate and got plenty of laughs from the conversation coming from all sides.

Ok, so let's deal with the food. There were tasty olives from Mt Atkinson Olive Grove and bread from Bakers Delight upon arrival. The first course was three hors d'oeuvres from Yim Yam which I found oily or bland. Thumbs down.

The next was an onion tart from Hausfrau, which got my vote for best dish. It was deliciously eggy and oniony. The only criticisms I had was the presentation (it was unceremoniously covered in a pile of rocket) and the edge of the crust was a little hard.

The main course was by The Bank Gallery: five-spiced duck on a hokkein noodle pancake. The duck was lovely with a tasty crispy skin but the pancake was burnt on the outside and bland on the inside. So that left me confused.

Things ended on a high with a wonderfully creamy tiramasu concoction. I could have taken or leaven the petit fours from Alfa Bakehouse that were covered in garishly colored icing.


We made such good friends at the lunch that we ended up going to the Seddon house of fellow diners for more wine. I don't remember much after that but I do know I had a good time.

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