Ruby Red Flamingo
This place is a very big old house, with garden. It's been converted into a funky Italian restaurant.
There are no tables free, so I'm redirected upstairs to a room that's half like a bar, and half like someone's loungeroom.
Also, a major discovery. There's a car park with two free hours. It's off Archer St. It's perfect for feeders like me.
I'm taken to a table. I'm outside, in the garden, under a marquee. At 32°, it's a nice night for dining "al". There are probably a hundred people at this restaurant right now.
The pork here is infused with a mild "charred" flavour. The grapes add a winy flavour to the meat, but meat+grapes is slightly odd.
This is like home cooking. It's very simple, and tasty.
The mashed potato is surprisingly simple. I think it just has a dash of nutmeg.
I know why these grapes are so winy! They're soaked in wine!
I can't really taste any egg in the zabaglione. This is basically ice cream, packed with as much crushed peanut as possible. It doesn't have any discernible flavours. The cocoa-flavoured chocolate sauce doesn't add much either.
The glacé cherries add the occasional burst of actual flavour.