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27/12/2012: Gurkha's Kitchen has been replaced by Horn Please . After weeknights of fine cooking from Michael, I gave my temporary domestic slave a night off… and ate out. We walked to North Fitzroy in the hope of getting a table at the Moroccan Soup Bar , a casual vegetarian restaurant with a huge reputation. Unsurprisingly it was packed, and we were offered an hour-long wait for a table. Instead we backtracked a few steps and visited Gurkha’s Kitchen, one of a chain of Nepalese restaurants around Melbourne. Gurkha’s had a wonderful atmosphere. High ceilings, warm with wood fires and subtle lighting, half full of diners chatting at a comfortable volume. As we looked at the menus, we were presented with water, pappadums and a spiced sauce. There were about a dozen vegetarian mains to choose from, and a few tempting starters that I eventually convinced myself I didn’t need. In the end we chose Chana Ra Aloo (chickpeas and potato), Pharsiko (pumpkin), Ghurka Roti-Baber (flaky wholeme...

We arranged to have Carol over for dinner on this night, to thank her for her generosity during our first couple of weeks in Melbourne. During our time in her house, we noticed her smallish appetite and addiction to avocado and crackers before dinner. Thus we decided to prepare a few rounds of nibbly food instead of an elaborate main meal. During the day Michael made pesto and dukkah in his prized mortar and pestle. (Dukkah is a Middle Eastern spice mix, best mopped up using toasted Turkish bread dipped in olive oil.) (The recipes are included at the end of the post.) Carol arrived with the un-yuppie contributions of Cheezels and Snack chocolate, and I demolished about two thirds of the Cheezels before I even looked at Michael’s earthy gourmet creations. (Despite the overall tone of this blog, I’m not much of a food snob. My most craved food is probably chips.) Our after-thought of a main course was an encore performance of the marinated tofu, this time with ginger in the marina...

Michael bought me this chocolate after he lost a bet against me (he reckoned he could reach the ceiling in our lounge room while standing on a chair). From the top, it looks like some pretty good quality dark chocolate: From underneath it looks much more interesting: The label indicates that he bought it from Koko Black , and I’ll certainly be giving them a more extensive review in the future. The chocolate was indeed good quality, with none of the greasy texture that vege-oil chocs have. The candied orange pieces were tart and not too sugary, the almonds didn’t have the strong roasted taste that I love, but this was probably preferable in combination with the orange. I’ll be pleased if we can stretch this block out to 3 sittings. Categories Sweet

Given all the spare time I’ve had while waiting to start my new job, I’ve been trying to come up with some vaguely interesting things to cook for dinner. Our discovery of a Spanish/Mexican deli nearby prompted me to scour our recipe books for meals containing black beans and chipotles . While nothing was quite what I was after, I decided to combine a black bean and sweet potato hash from our Moosewood book with a tortilla stack recipe from one of Kurma’s books. The meal itself was pretty straightforward – sweet potato cubes are cooked up with black beans, onion, garlic and cumin and then served on shallow-fried tortillas with salad and sour cream. The hash mix was supposed to include jalapenos, but I substituted in some of the sauce that the chipotles (which I’ve just discovered are actually smoked jalapenos – you learn something new every day) came in (called adobo sauce). This gave the whole mix a faint of spicy-smoke flavour – reminiscent of hot salami more than anything else. I ...

Tofu's naturally pretty bland and it's not often that I get excited about it. We once went to a get-together where there was some fine barbequed tofu marinated in a tomato-based mix, and tempura-battered silken tofu can be fantastic. (Maybe that's just the deep-fried bit, though.) Tonight we randomly developed a delicious tofu recipe of our own. It isn't deep -fried, but it appeals for the same reason. 1. Gently drain a 500g block of tofu and slice it into large bite-size pieces. I prefer the smooth, slightly jelly-ish texture to the super-firm crumbly for this kind of thing. 2. Marinate the tofu in soy sauce, a bit of rice wine, a squeeze of lemon juice and some ground black pepper, for about half an hour. Turn the tofu pieces occasionally to evenly coat. 3. Let the excess liquid drip off each piece and dust them with flour. 4. Fry ‘em in sesame oil. Turn them over once or twice, gently . Eat up! We had these with fresh salad: I reckon they might make a reasonable fish...

The Vegie Bar is another popular establishment that we first visited with Krusty and Jason last year. As the name suggests this is an entirely vegetarian restaurant. In the first two minutes that we sat with our menus, we were greeted by two different waiters offering to take our order or at least get us some drinks. I was overwhelmed by the huge list of juices, smoothies, cocktails and hot drinks even before I got a handle on the dozens of options for lunch. I had forgotten how cheap it was! As little as $3.50 for an entrée, and no more that $11.50 for a full meal. We both drank raspberry lassis, which included apple juice and honey as well as the usual fruit and yoghurt. Michael had a modest and tasty plate of marinated pan-seared tempeh and asian greens. I ordered the mid-priced kofta wrap and received an enormous parcel of roti bread, perhaps the size of a brick. Inside were two crusty tennis ball-sized vege fritters, nutty and roundly spiced, definitely some of the best kofta I’ve...

After enjoying as much of Michael’s curries as my spice-meter could take, I somehow talked him into a repeat visit to Brunetti for a late-night dessert. Well, late by Brisbane standards: Brunetti has been swarming with people on the nights that we visited at 10:30 and then 11:30, to the point where we were struggling to find a table. Another attempt to capture immense variety of sweets within: This time they tempted Michael, too. He ordered the pear and cheese crumble in the background. I didn’t manage to sneak a bite before he’d gobbled it up, remarking on the richness of the ricotta and restrained sweetness provided only by the fruit. The main feature is a slice of Opera: almond sponge with alternate layers of chocolate and coffee cream. I wasn’t completely sold on the texture of the cake: sponge that thin seems more like soggy pastry to me. The creams were extravagantly rich and a delight almost until the end, when it was almost too much for me. Another slightly less-than-perfect Br...

Having settled in properly to our flat, it was time to really test out the kitchen with a more elaborate menu. I opted for an old standard: spiced chickpeas and a yoghurt-based vege curry. The first stage of making the spiced chickpeas (picked up during our Indian cooking course at Mondo Organics) is making lila masala spice paste, which basically involves turning this: Into this: This paste (along with a glob of tomato paste and a few extra spices) is combined with cooked chickpeas to make a big, tasty feast. However, the chickpeas are a bit samey and, given my vast amount of leisure time at the moment, I opted to make a mixed vege curry to provide a bit of contrast. This curry is basically a pile of steamed vegetables thrown into a paste made of yoghurt, chickpea flour and a pile of spices. Usually, the combination of these two dishes is quite delicious – the spicy, tangy chickpeas moderated by the blander, cooling yoghurt based curry. However, things were somehow reversed: the...

This was originally intended to record both our cooking and our dining out adventures, but the lack of kitchen facilities has so far been fairly limiting. After three straight days eating every meal out, Tuesday was my chance to christen our spacious new kitchen with a home-cooked meal. To counter the tail-end of the Melbourne winter, I opted for a hearty soup. The recipe came from our Moosewood recipe book and was billed as a fusion between Asian and Australian cooking. It was a fairly simple unblended soup of leeks, garlic, spinach, rice, lemon juice, coconut milk and vege stock along with a few spices. To make sure it filled us up, I picked up a sourdough baguette from one of the local bakeries. The lemon juice and coconut milk gave everything a bit of a Thai-style flavour, while the leek, garlic and stock were more reminiscent of a traditional European soup. Even with the rice, the whole thing was a little insubstantial and we managed to polish off a fair chunk of the bread as wel...

Our second day of sampling the local menus… Breakfast at the University Café , 257 Lygon St Carlton The breakfast menu is the standard array of healthy muesli, porridge and fruit, hearty cooked breakfasts, and a couple of sugary sweet options, with prices hovering around $10. I couldn’t detect the promised cinnamon in my ricotta pancakes, but they were light and cakey with a generous serving of stewed apple and rhubarb. The food appeared quickly and our waiter courteously stopped by twice to check whether we needed anything, even though the café was quite busy. Definitely good value, even though the menu doesn’t offer any surprises. Lunch at Sweet Source, 288 Rathdowne St Carlton North Naturally the name was enough to reel me in. Even so, we actually visited for lunch and I restricted myself to something savoury. Sweet Source has a tempting array of foccacias, pies and frittatas in the display case, and soup and grilled sandwiches on the menu, all at about $6-10. We arrived late and...

We made the move to our new Carlton home a few days ahead of our belongings, meaning we were forced to endure the Lygon Street eateries for seven consecutive meals. Our first dinner was at the decidedly un-Italian Inkari – a Latin American restaurant specialising in traditional foods from South and Central America and the Carribean (the manager emphatically informed us that they did not sell nachos). The restaurant itself was quite small, with a few tables spilling out onto the footpath and jazzy South American music keeping our toes tapping while we awaited our meals (there was a band scheduled for 9:30, but we are yet to adjust to the lateness of the meals in Melbourne and were out the door well before they came on). The vegetarian options were limited Cindy and I both ordered hotpot dishes (the other choices being a spinach tart and a couple of salads). The first, humitas (from Argentina and Chile) was based primarily on corn while the quinoa and potato gratin (from Bolivia and Peru...

In our first homeless weeks in Melbourne we stayed at the Eltham home of Carol, my aunt. We did our best to provide her with grateful dinners but eventually resorted to Indian take-away. Bhoj Templestowe is a sister restaurant to Bhoj Docklands, which was favourably reviewed in Cheap Eats 2006 and we were further enthused by the low prices. We picked up a huge bag of food, including complimentary pappadums and dal. I chose an appetiser that I’d never seen before, Sounth Papdi. These were small flour shells with a potato filling, topped with a yoghurt sauce and served cold. The shells and filling were quite bland, but fresh coriander and a tamarind tang to the yoghurt gave the papdi flavour. They were a refreshing change from the hot and heavy samosas I usually order from Indian restaurants. For dinner, clockwise from centre: palak paneer, malai paneer kofta, vegetable korma, saffron rice and garlic nan. The korma was pleasant and mild, with a discernable taste of almonds that I enjoyed...

Another day, another blog. This one marks our interstate move to the food capital of Australia (according to one of my co-workers, anyway). It's intended to document our own cooking successes (and some of our failures), as well as the range of restaurants in our new home city. And it'll all be vegetarian.

Smith & Daughters became our new favourite restaurant the moment it opened its doors. Our fandom borders on the obsessive , and there's no question that our 12-hour tour should wrap up here. Obviously we planned ahead and booked a table. Even an occasional drinker like me gets drawn into the cocktail menu here - splash out on whatever takes your fancy. If you'd prefer to bypass the booze, there are some very good mocktails and juices too. When it comes to food, everything's vegan and latin-inspired and many dishes are gluten-free. If it's still on the menu, I'd highly recommend pairing your cocktail with the warm layered queso dip and corn chips. My major S&D weakness is the tuna & pea croquettas - I think I've ordered one of these squidgy, salty treats every time I've seen them on the menu (... yep, even for breakfast). Look, there's a lot of excellent fried stuff on the menu. Just go for it, you won't be disappointed. It's worth get...

If you work your way down through the street art of Fitzroy and Collingwood, you'll probably find yourself weaving around Smith St. When you're ready for a break, take it at Gelato Messina. I don't care what temperature it is or how long the queue might be - this gelato is worth it. The regular menu includes two dozen gelato flavours and almost a dozen vegan friendly sorbets, from classics like chocolate chip, pistachio and hazelnut through to extravagant concoctions of poached figs in masala and salted caramel with white chocolate. The specials list can get a little wacky - their potato chip-pumped Mr Potatohead was unforgettable, and they seem to enjoy imitating other desserts like lamingtons and pecan pie. Line up and chill out with a scoop or two, continue roaming to your satisfaction and then... swing over to Brunswick St for dinner and drinks.

While setting you out without direction onto the streets doesn't make me much of a tour guide, I maintain that (in good weather) it's one of the best things to do in Fitzroy and Collingwood. As a blow-in from up north, I was charmed early by Melbourne's cobblestones, abundant alleys and cute-as-a-button terrace houses. I'm now a cyclist and far less fond of the cobblestones, and more familiar with the inadequacies of the kitchens and bathrooms behind those pretty terraced façades. But I still enjoy the architecture when I take the time to look at it and I'm far more game to explore the alleys and admire their accumulated street art than I once was. There's only a small risk of encountering a used syringe or stranger urinating - you're many times more likely to discover other like-minded folks with a camera under their arm, checking out the paste-ups, stencils and murals. Here's a small gallery of stuff we've seen and loved this year. You'll no do...