Movida

My beloved and I had one of the best meals in a long time last night. Our usual Thursday fare involves some beer drinking down at Transport after work. Then either of two things happen - we go home and eat leftovers, or we feel adventurous and decide to waste some money. Our favourite haunt is a tapas place called MoVida just off Flinders Lane.

I am just going to jump straight to the food because, afterall, it was the main star of the night.

1. Anchovies, topped with smoked tomato sorbet, served on a crouton with capers

2. Carpaccio of air-cured beef, with potato foam truffle and poached eggs

3. Zucchini flowers stuffed with French goats cheese and thyme, in a saffron batter, served with Tasmanian leatherwood honey drizzle

4. Oven roasted Portabello mushrooms finished with sherry vinegar

5. 'Cornetto' of chicken liver pater, sprinkled with toasted corn finished with reduced Pedro Ximénez sherry.

The beauty of each dish was that they had been well thought. For every saltiness, there was sweetness; every sharpness balanced by a subtle softness. On top of getting the flavours so right, the texture of each dish was also sublime - crunchy, chewy, smooth, melt-in-your-mouth kinda moments. Armed with my favourite eating buddy, it was one of the nicest meal I’ve had in a while and the best $75 bucks spent.