26 March ’13
An attempt at a restaurant review x 2 …
The Lovely Man and I have been married for 21 years. We decided a dinner out was called for to celebrate this milestone. Our anniversary fell on Thursday, but we already had commitments involving a guitar lesson and a parent/teacher conference. Friday worked out better all around.
After checking out some menus on line, and tossing up between a restaurant we love and trying some thing new, we settled on the Village Inn Kitchen in the Hokowhitu Village. We had been to the Village Inn many years ago, but it’s now under new management so figured we should check it out. Who knows, it could become our new favourite!
Walking across the road toward the restaurant we could here live music. Turned out it was this guy, Benny Tipene, playing in the courtyard. Have a listen, he’s really good.
A group of ladies, who turned out to be from Rotorua, appreciated his music. “We don’t have anything like this up there”, one declared. Somehow that seems unlikely, but I’m sure Benny appreciated the thought.
We were greeted by a friendly waitress who was more than happy for us to sit outside and enjoy the evening with a drink before we sat down to eat. However she did leave us hanging with out taking our order. Full of apologies she finally remembered us and brought out dinner menus. Then a wine list. Eventually we got our drinks. My Gewürztraminer was delicious. (I didn’t note the wine maker at the time, and an attempt to contact the restaurant through their website’s contact form has been unsuccessful.Edit – as luck would have it, four hours after publication I got an answer. 2010 Whitehaven Gewürztraminer – thanks, Lydia) The Lovely Man opted for a Peroni, the beer we’d discovered and enjoyed in Europe. Our waitress took our dinner order and left us to enjoy the atmosphere. It was indeed very pleasant sitting out on the veranda as the sun set on another beautiful Manawatu evening, listening to Benny play his guitar. We moved indoors when a cool breeze started ruffling the leaves on the trees.
We had our pick of tables, it was a slow night for dinner. I’d chosen the Prawn Cocktail to start, the Lovely Man just went for a simple bowl of Fries with Aioli. Our entrées arrived promptly. I loved the glass that my cocktail was served in. But the dish itself was better. The tiny prawns were smothered in that pink sauce we all remember from the ’70s, only better. It was complemented by a salad dressed to perfection. The whole thing was gone before I remembered to get a picture. Which just goes to show that Jem Beedoo is not entirely correct. The Lovely Man’s fries were crunchy and floury, just as they should be – I had to steal a few to mop up the remains of the sauce in my cocktail glass. The portion of fries was too many for one person for an entrée, it really should be offered on the menu as enough for two.
Crispy fries and aioli
Our mains arrived, again in good time. However out entrée dishes hadn’t been cleared, so serving them was a little inelegant and awkward for the waitress. The Lovely Man had chosen the Strip Loin – he’s a steak man through and through. It arrived cooked perfectly rare as requested. He declared it excellent and exactly to his taste, a winner. The sauce, while tasty was maybe a little Continue reading