Hidden down a non-descript laneway, is this great little place. Walking down the derolict-looking concrete stairway, you're welcomed into a great subterranean room. Parquetry floors, walls covered in wine racks, solid tables (the larger ones divided by magnums of MOET!), discrete alcoves. Very welcoming. The entire menu is suppose to be shared - but there were probably a few dishes you could have by yourself. We were a group of 6 and started with the chartcuterie platter - which was delicious. The terrine (not sure what it was) was a star! The olives were stuffed with cheese, covered in breadcrumbs & deep-fried - not a favourite, but not bad. The meatballs were great, the char-grilled prawns were too hard to peel, but came with a few delicious dipping sauces. The nasi pear salad was a winner - with crunchy walnuts. The waitress was a "quiet talker" - even in the relatively empty restaurant, we could barely hear her - she didn't seem too sure what was in each dish. Overall a great place and will definitely be back. I also hear (but haven't been) they have a small band set up on Friday nights. L
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