Category Archives: Italian

Pasticceria Papa, Haberfield & The Famous Ricotta Cheesecake

As part of my indulgent series of visits to patisseries around Sydney (i.e. the conspiracy to move me up a jeans size) I decided to visit Pasticceria Papa with the lovely Angela from Creating a Stir who is visiting Sydney from Japan. Angela is a blogger I immediately bonded with as she is a lovely soul who lives in Japan with her husband and three children and who faces many of the challenges I did living there yet still maintains her sense of humour and style. She’s also the wonderful gal who sent me an amazing package of Japanese goodies-full of Japanese Pocky and Kit Kats of which I am totally addicted! So when I heard she was coming to Sydney I knew we had to meet up and I knew that it would have to be somewhere brilliant to impress her and preferably with food she may not be able to get in Japan. So Pasticceria Papa, with the legendary Ricotta Cake it was!

Megumi

Angela has brought along her gorgeous 2 year old daughter Megumi who turns out to be just the kind of daughter I’d want for myself. We take a seat outside in the sunny courtyard as it’s a warm Winter’s day and go inside to order at the counter. When I’d first sent Angela the link to the website with the list of goodies they stock, it was so huge we both wondered whether it was a sample of what they had but judging from the enormous displays with a myriad of goodies, it seems to be what is available all of the time.

Megumi with her chocolate bear lollipops

We choose a couple of necessary savouries but of course the sweets have won our hearts and the aroma of butter wafts past our nose as we walk in from the courtyard outside. We ask the girl behind the counter what is good and she makes a few recommendations and of course we ask for the ricotta cake. We take our number and they tell us they’ll bring us our goodies. The cakes arrive first and there’s a bit of a wait for our savouries which we want to eat first. I go back in and there is some confusion as to where we were sitting and a mix up with the order itself with the counter girl putting the wrong item into the system so after several questions back and forth they assure me that we’ll get our correct order. I bought some organic chocolate bear lollipops from our Canberra trip for Megumi and she managed to eat all three whilst sampling teeny bites of our food – what a good girl and a future food blogger no?

Mushroom Arancini ball (price, no idea as we were incorrectly charged)

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Bonta Vita, Sydney

When I first heard of Bonta Vita, I knew it was the kind of place that I had to save for M and her boys. It’s a Malaysian Italian restaurant serving Rizza or Roti Pizza  (pronounced Ritza) were their star item. I had also read about the Rice Dice where rolling the dice allows you to decide what you’re eating that night and if you happen to roll the same numbers, your table gets free gelato so I knew that the idea of winning a dessert would appeal enormously to them. Indeed S has fantasies of living for free here just eating dessert (yes he of the never ending dessert tank).

BYO torch for menu reading

It’s part of the Lumiere building, where we walk past the colourful fountain which has everyone oohing and aahing with the changing light colours. S says in hushed tones “Mummy, can we afford this place?”. We walk in and it’s nicely outfitted. We’re shown our booth which is actually a booth that has another table added to it which is either a good thing or a bad thing as everyone feels quite apart but as we learn later, the narrow booth table requires this in order to fit our food. And it also smells pervadingly of fried chicken owing to the KFC next door and is incredibly dark so we resort to using a shared torch to read the menu, not something we ever have issues with so hopefully you’ll forgive the less than stellar photographs that we got. Our waiter brings over four tealights which don’t really help. Some of the lights are turned on, but most remain out for the whole time we are there.

I inquire about the Rice Dice and the waiter says that that was from an old menu item but after some discussion he brings us the menu and I read out the instructions. It’s different from when Ffichiban visited, quite different in fact that there are actually now 3 dice you have to roll and now you have to order an entree, main and dessert. When FFichiban visited it was 2 dice and you just ordered a rice dish and a side. It doesn’t take a genius to realise that rolling a triple is a lot harder than rolling a double and you are possibly up for pretty expensive meal with rules such as “if you don’t obey the dice, you must buy a round of drinks for the whole table” and with their drinks being $8.90, it seems like the odds are definitely stacked in the house’s favour. Your 3 course meal could cost you anything between $38 to $69.

Apricot Moon and Suai Suai $8.90 each

Instead we order what we like. The menu is broken down into section from Rizzas, Malaysian food and Italian food.  We start with drinks. I’m intrigued by the Apricot Moon drink described as “a unique Egyptian blend, especially made for us using apricot that is mixed with secret recipes that takes 2 days of preparation to be served to our customers”. I’m hopeful and at $8.90 it sounds like it might be quite special indeed. One sip and instantly we taste dried apricots. We can figure that it’s made by soaking dried apricots for 2 days in hot water and then pureeing them. I know because I’ve done it for an apricot sorbet and it tasted exactly like this. The Suai Suai is plain yogurt mixed with kiwi, vanilla gelato and a dash of honey blended with ice which tastes like a honey smoothie. This also doesn’t quite reach the heights of the description.

Rizza #1

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Vini Enoteca: Italian Wine food, Surry Hills

There are certain people that you meet in your professional life that go on to become friends, beyond the 9-5pm (or let’s face it 7pm) time. When I first met The Second Wife at an event she invited me to, I was instantly taken by her aura. She is a PR legend whom I would follow to the ends of the earth and we’ve become friends outside of the workplace. When she invited me to lunch for my birthday, I squealed with delight. For I was getting to have lunch with a fabulous person but also one with fabulous taste.

We take a seat in this very black Italian eatery in Surry Hills.  Called Vini: Enoteca, Italian Wine food, (Enoteca meaning wine repository) everything is sleek and black and of course the focus here is on the wines with a huge blackboard full of various types of wines (many available by the glass) with a small but very good selection of food. We share an entree of the salmon carpaccio and we also order the gnocchi and ravioli. The atmosphere is noisy and buzzy. The food is said to change often – in fact daily, and is always good whatever you order.

Olives and breadsticks

To start, there are some poppyseed encrusted breadsticks and delicious black and green olives. Before we can finish these (ok there was a lot of talking in between), we receive our entree.

Carpaccio of Salmon with roast beetroot $12

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Hugos, Manly

The Sydney dining scene is a diverse one but there are some things that you could call a quintessential Sydney dining experience, especially if you’re trying to recommend an experience to overseas friends. The one thing that springs to mind first is a place involving a view of the water. Sydney is known for its spectacular waterfront spanning across several areas of Sydney. Another thing, one that gets derided by other smaller cities, is a place that is somewhat a bit posey, where beautiful creatures go to roam at night. “It’s SO Sydney” they mock. Tonight, we are combining the two. At the early hour of 6pm, as the Manly Ferry heads towards the wharf, we are meeting at Hugos (no apostrophe!) at Manly.

Open just a couple of months earlier, Hugos Manly is part of the Hugos chain (although they’d probably be horrified to be part of a chain) co-owned by television chef Pete Evans and his brother David. I’d been to the now closed Hugos at Bondi many, many years ago and I recall that there was a lovely view there and that my husband was disgruntled at the size of his pasta main.

Located on the right hand side of Manly Wharf, the view of the water is stunning. And so to are the staff with the hostesses some modelish towering species of human skyscraper in incredibly high heels to make them seem even taller. I’ve been to fashion shows before but I’ve never seen women this tall before-even the tall amongst our party are agape. They and the staff are surprisingly friendly and helpful but in the evenings there is a no bookings policy (hence why we are dining at 6pm, some of the boys hate waiting) and all members of the table must be present before being seated. People are also able to sit on the outside section, bar style, and enjoy a drink.

Waiting what seems like an eternity for the rest of our table to arrive (in reality it’s only 5-10 minutes), the towering hostess in yellow has managed to find us a prized outside table (outside is not really outside, it’s still inside but well you know what I mean). The restaurant is loud and made even louder throughout the night but the light drizzle which sends all of their customers that usually wait outside, inside.

We’re given our menus, a mix of entrees, mains and pizzas which are not too badly priced given the location and restaurant. I realise that Peter Evans’ specialty is fish (after all that is what his cookbook is called) but we’re in the mood for pizza. We choose a few things, mostly from the pizza menu and one of the tasting plates for 2 so that we can get a selection of his regular dishes. The vegetarians amongst us have trouble deciding. “We’ve never had this much choice before!” they exclaim.

We’ve heard service is hard to get but once you get their attention, they’re very attentive and they’re right, The Assman has to signal a member of the waitstaff by waving but for the rest of the night they’re extremely attentive, our smiling waitress coming back several times to check that we’re happy with everything.

We’re not waiting long for our pizzas and they arrive on bamboo boards, sizable enough to satisfy with a thin base. They look delicious and we can’t wait to dig in. The tasting plate for 2 also looks good as does the Sugar snaps with salted ricotta.

Tasting platter for two: italian meatballs, fried calamari, oysters, salmon carpaccio $38

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Da Gianni, Annandale

It’s supposed to be Spring here in Australia right now. Not that you could tell from the weather, being that it has been pouring all day and windy. So we’re ever so glad that we have a booking at an Italian restaurant, recommended to us by S, who dined here 2 weeks previously. In Annandale, a suburb that we don’t get to often, it’s nicely outfitted and service from the owner is very friendly in that gracious Italian way from the second we enter the door.

Our fellow diners are all on the older side with a lot of Italian people which is always a good sign. There are romantic couples as well as groups of families and friends and the lighting is dim. S notes that the menu has changed entirely from when he dined a couple of weeks ago.

We’re given bread while we look over the menu (although these floury rolls are not my favourite and have difficulty soaking up the olive oil). We order a mix of dishes that they recommend and when they ask us if we’d like olives we accept. Whilst the owner is lovely and charming, our waiter appears uncomfortable and unsure.

Olives $7.50

The olives come with some breadstick like circles and the olives are flavoured with fresh rosemary and other herbs. They’re small but good.

Wagyu beef bresaola with fried goats cheese stuffed green olives $18.50

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