On arrival, after I de-caped, The Brooding Architect ordered some very civilised sun downers. I went with the new wine spritzer ($8.50), which had just been added to the menu that night – a refreshing combination of Aperol, white wine, fresh orange and soda. The Brooding Architect ordered a fancy Spanish beer – Alhambra ’1925′ ($9.50).

Enjoying a refreshing Wine Spritzer

In the true spirit of birthday extravagance, we ordered the full set menu – 6 Courses with matching wine.  The full set menu is $120 per person. I know, it seems like a lot of money for dinner (especially when you are saving for a holiday to France) but when you take into account:

• the quality of the produce - wherever possible La Luna Bistro uses free range, grass fed and organic products;
• the fact that the salamis are prepared and are cured on site;
• that steaks are aged and butchered on premise; and
• that Mains average $40 on their own

the set menu actually represents very good value. Plus it includes booze. Really good booze.

The first course comprised of what I describe as a tasty ‘small bite’ to give the appetite a kick start, as well as a share plate of house cured meats.

The ‘small bite’ was house made Wessex Saddleback Prosciutto, served on a fresh baked herb-y crostini,  drizzled with extra virgin olive oil. The Prosciutto was incredible. It was rich and flavoursome, literally melting in your mouth.

Wessex Saddleback Prosciutto on Crostini

The share plate was an impressive looking dish of hand cured salami, pickles, olives, extra virgin olive oil and organic bread (a mix of more crostini and some soft, fresh seeded bread). As mentioned already, all of the salami is produced and cured on the premises. The salami selection included Pancetta, Amici, Lombardo, Veneto, as some stand out Brescola, which had been infused with red wine, resulting in a deep, dark, red colour and White Prosciutto (otherwise known as Lardo, which I know is just a fancy word for pork fat, but in such a thin, melt on the tongue, sliver it is wonderful. Plus, calories don’t count on your birthday). I also found the pickles which came on the side of the platter were incredible – tangy, crunchy and fresh. A terrific contrast to the rich flavour of the meats.

Shared Plate of House Cured Salami

The first course was served with a fragrant, dry sherry. I tend to think of sherry as more of a dessert wine, however this  suprisingly, dry sherry cut through the richness of the cured meats perfectly.

The second  course is beautifully described on the menu as “Local Figs (stolen from Mum’s tree), goats cheese, almonds and cress”. This was The Brooding Architect’s favourite course of the night. It was so good that I even forgot to take a photo until there was a sole fig remaining on my plate.

The sole remaining fig

The Brooding Architect calls figs the ultimate ‘premium fruit’ (long time readers will recall that The Brooding Architect only eats premium fruits – apples and oranges simply don’t cut it for him). The figs used in this dish certainly fit the ‘premium’ bill – they were plump, sweet and delicious. The goats cheese was smooth and tangy, the water cress had a lovely peppery flavour and the almonds had been roasted to make them taste even nuttier (if you know what I mean?). Combined these flavours were a magical – each bite was that perfect combination of sweet and sharp, with the crisp salad leaves and almonds adding that wonderful ‘crunch factor’. Simple dishes executed perfectly never cease to impress me.

The fig salad was matched with a local Kooyong Estate Pinot Gris, which is produced down at the Mornington Peninsula. This wine was young, vibrant and fragrant, with big tasting notes of sweet fruit (think rockmelon or lychee). It really enhanced the sweetness of the figs.

The third course was Pickled Octopus served with a Greek salad. The Pickled Octopus was my favourite dish of the night. I am not 100% sure how the octopus is prepared, although I believe that it is first pickled in a lovely, tangy marinade- to make it gloriously tender – and is then grilled on a hot plate just before serving to add some lovely, sticky charred edges. The side of Greek Salad is tender and delicate, with a lovely sweet and tangy vingertte dressing. Combined with the Pickled Octopus it  is lip smackingly good.

Pickled Octopus served with a Greek Salad

The Pickled Octopus was matched with another Kooyong Estate wine, this time a Chardonnay. The Chardonay was pretty mild by traditional Chardonnay standards. It definitely did not have a particularly strong, oak-ed flavour. I found the wine very soft and gentle, with almost an almost creamy  or buttery after taste.

The fourth course was a house made Pork, Beef and Roast Garlic Sausage, served with potato aioli and artichoke & mushroom dressing. The Sausage was plump, juicy and packed full of flavour. The quality of the meat used definetly is definetly reflected in the taste of the final product.

Pork, Beef and Roast Garlic Sausage

The Sausage was served with a very quaffable Pinot Noir. Unfortunately by this point in the night, my memory starts to get a bit hazy as far as the vineyard details and tasting notes go. You will just have to trust me that it was good.

The fifth (Steak) course was definetly the main event of the night – an aged eye fillet, cooked in the style of a traditional French Filet Mignon – that is, wrapped in pancetta and perfectly rare. You can pick from the following selection of condiments to go with the Steak - hot English mustard, Dijon mustard, seeded mustard or a spicy tomato relish. Predictably, I went for the hot English mustard and can vouch for its heat (completely clears out the nose if you accidentally put too much on the knife). A small amount definitely goes along way and really enhances the flavour of the Steak.  The Steak comes served with a side of the most creamy and indulgent mashed potatoes, which must have been at least 50% butter and cream (calories don’t count on your birthday right?).

Aged Eye Fillet

The Steak was served with a punchy Cabernet Sauvignon. Again, by this point in the night precise details and tasting notes escaped my attention.

Dessert was Pavlova, filled with vanilla mascarpone and topped with fresh berries and passionfruit. It was seriously sweet. I think thisPavlova is a really clever dessert course, because although it is seriously decadent, it is so light and fluffy, thay you can almost convince yourself that you are really only eating air (which just happens to be stuffed with creamy mascarpone). The Pavlova is served with a dessert glass of Riesling. The Rieslingwas young and crisp, definitely not overly sweet, thereby allowing the sweetness of the dessert to shine through.

Pavlova, filled with vanilla mascarpone and topped with fresh berries and passionfruit

After consuming our body weight in food and drink, a post dinner espresso was essential to give us the energy to walk home. Overall, I absolutely loved the whole night – the food, the wine and, of course, the company. Perfect for a special occasion meal for the food lover in your life.

Post Dinner Espresso

North is a trendy little café, smack bang in the middle of the Rathdowne Village shopping strip. North is very popular with the locals, so be prepared to wait for a table, or try and get there a bit earlier to secure a spot. Even though we had dragged ourselves out of bed pretty early (by our standards anyway) and were over there by 9am, the only available seats were the breakfast bench along the front window.

The breakfast menu at North contains all of your usual breakfast staples (eggs, bacon, a muesli of sorts), as well a couple of fairly unique options. The Brooding Architect went for the Champion’s Breakfast – a twist on the childhood favourite of boiled eggs and toast soldiers ($8.50). I could not resist the sound of the Huevos Rancheros (Rancher’s Eggs), served with black beans, tortilla and spicy chorizo ($16).

Breakfast at North Cafeteria

As usual we started breakfast with a strong flat white ($3.50).  The coffees ticked all of my boxes – strong, creamy and no bitter after taste. I always think my weekend coffees taste much better than my weekday coffees though, since I allow myself the luxury of full fat milk on the weekends.

True to its name, the Champion’s Breakfast, came served in the most adorable gold trophy-shaped egg holders. 10/10 for sticking to the theme! To make this dish a bit more grown-up friendly, the toast soldiers are made from Turkish bread and there is a side of spicy tomato relish on the side.  The boiled eggs were perfectly cooked – lovely semi-solid whites, with soft, oozing yolks.  The only thing that improves the dish is a generous sprinkle of salt on top of the yolks. Simply delicious. The menu does not specify whether the eggs are free-range, however judging from the lovely yellow yolks and taste,  I suspect that this is the case.

The Champion's Breakfast

The Huevos Rancheros certainly looked impressive, however unfortunately failed to live up to its potential.  Don’t get me wrong, individual elements of the dish worked well – the fried eggs were perfectly cooked, the tortilla was light and fluffy and the chorizo had a lovely smoky, spicy flavour. However, the Mexican stars of the dish – the black beans – didn’t quite cut it for me. Unfortunately they were lacking in flavour and given the absence of some much needed acidity to cut through the richness of the black beans, I just found the dish a just a little bit too heavy. In my view, all North would need to do to bring this whole dish together, is plonk a more generous serving of the fresh and zesty tomato salsa on top of the beans and serve a wedge of lime on the side (the lemon was just not quite right) and it would be a real winner. For extra points, a bottle of Tabasco sauce on the side wouldn’t go astray for chilli addicts like me.

Huevos Rancheros

As I was chomping down on my breakfast, while reading The Age (the gossip-y Good Weekend section,  not the real news section), a young hipster wearing ridiculously short denim cut-offs approached me and asked if I was reading The Age.  The first thought that sprang to mind that she was one of those dodgy Weekend Paper Lurkers – you know the kind, the sort that can’t be bothered to buy their own paper, but coyly pretend that the paper you paid for exclusive use of is the free for all shared café paper. There I was ready to defend my paper, when she presented me with a $50 breakfast voucher just for being spotted reading The Age.

$50 voucher just for reading The Age

After The Brooding Architect finished accosting me for always “being so judgmental of people”, I immediately began calculating how much extra cash I had to spend on breakfast treats, because even though the voucher was free and I was already full from the black beans,  I felt that I wouldn’t be doing my part if there was any money left over at the end.  Kind of warped logic I know! Anyway, two more coffees were quickly ordered, with a couple of ritzy Daylesford & Hepburn Mineral Springs Co. mineral waters (to rehydrate after that extra coffee) for the walk home.