A tradition whenever I visit home is to catch up with my foodie friend, Jess.
We always eat somewhere fancy. And she loves her food as much as I do. And talk about dedication, she flew up from Melbourne for 24 hours to meet me. (I have awesome friends).
We narrowed down our options and settled on lunch at Otto down at Woolloomooloo (such a fun word to spell even though I know I’ve just spelled it incorrectly. Autocorrect goes nuts).
The weather was perfect. Welcome to spring in Sydney. Can’t beat Aussie weather.
Truer words have never been spoken: inscribed inside Otto’s menu:
They take their olive bread seriously here. Chunks of olive in bread:
A little shared entree to start –
For entree, we both ordered the scallops. Kinda hard to resist:
I opted lamb for the main. Can’t get good lamb like this Japan. Gotta get my fix when I’m in Oz.
The piece de resistance of the day was the tiramisu dessert. It was practically bigger than the main meal and absolutely divine. Absolutely hands down best tiramisu EVER.
A caloric orgy of cream, cake, coffee, and chocolate:
Restaurant review in a nutshell: decent food, busy atmosphere, service mediocre, slow service between dishes, pricey for what it is was (not the best value). It’s redeeming quality – the tiramisu.