August 2014
This place is a very old chemist. Very interesting place. Like a Wild West saloon, but gloomier.
The waiter offers me any one of four tables, or a seat at the bar, if I want to chat up the single lady there. In the darkness, I don't want to take my chances. :)
Might be a long wait tonight. The mostly-enclosed outside area is very well heated. Also, my experience is that tables free up faster than expected.
I'm told the wait could be 30-45 minutes. It's 6:58 now.
The staff do their best to attend to me and other waiting customers out here.
7:55 and I'm in.
At the Hilton Hotel, on Victoria Square.
Waitress asks me if I've been here before. I tell her I have. She says the restaurant is a South Australian restaurant, but she won't bore me with the spiel, since I've been here before. I didn't get the spiel last time either. :)
Time to hit the Hutt. :)
Haven't been particularly impressed on my previous visits to Louca's, but I'm giving them another try. :)
At the Earl of Leicester Hotel.
Before I'm seated, I'm warned that there are no schnitzels in here. I've been mistaken for some schnitzel-munching yobbo. :(
I am, in fact, a fine cuisine-munching yobbo.
I'm recommended the tempura. It's a specific "main course" tempura.
The place is very busy, so I'm seated outside. It's a very enclosed verandah, so it's nice enough.
The various menus all put (par:ee,zeez) prominently under the name of the restaurant. I'm not sure that this is useful information for patrons. Probably best to name your restaurant something phonetic. (Or just put up with the mispronunciations.) :)
There are tiny "one piece" tapas dishes, and regular small tapas dishes. I order two of each.
I'm recommended the tapas.
My Diet Coke tastes like rotting fruit, so I enquire about its vintage.
The waitress returns with a new Diet Coke. I don't ask for an explanation. :)
I think I'm in a part of the Town Hall building.
No coriander in sight here, but offal abounds.