I shouted (paid for) my sister here as a special treat once before seeing Placido Domingo in concert . We both have the food gene in us. We were wowed when we first went it. It felt like something you would expect to walk into on Barcelona. Instant energy when you walk in yet warm and inviting. Small tables, warm wooden decor and nick knacks on the wall, waiters ducking adeptly between tables, carrying morsels of pure flavour. You can tell f love this place so does my sister, Jenny. This place really makes me love my home town of Melbourne. I really don't want you to go...how will I get a table?
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