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Apothecary, Adelaide: fresh take on Australian cuisine

My friend from Anúna days, Toby Gilbert, moved to Adelaide many moons ago where he and his family have settled and I hoped I would get to meet up with him! A visit to ‘Apothecary’, one of the top-rated spots in Adelaide was it!

We were first to arrive into an interesting pharmacy-inspired interior, the pharmacological bottles visible alongside more modern bottles of fine wines!

The dark red walls do make everything feel dark.  The interior designer in me wants to brighten it all up, but it’s suitable for its purpose: the serving of a delicious tasting menu with a wine flight to match!

Through our travels with international choral wonder-group, Anúna, we had some great times on stage across the US and Europe, including a lot of laughs in the times between the concerts, particularly when I taught many of the male singers how to knit!  Toby was perhaps my most successful protégé! His children will benefit from this!

A bread plate came with a fermented butter (an interesting take on salted butter) and fat green olives.

I failed to photograph almost all of the courses because we were having too much fun and the wine flight kicked in early!  But here was the first course of edamame, green beans and pickled red onions with a light dressing.  It was a thing of perfectly balanced, acidic beauty.

That wine flight was heavy on the pours and my focus on picturing food was almost gone!

I remembered just before dessert!  This was a chocolate ganache with brownie pieces and strawberries.  Decadent and delicious.

The owner swung by at the end of a meal with a digestivo of bitter herbs – this is something I had tried before, maybe 25 years ago when I spent a Summer working in Rome at the end of my first year in college.  It had the same bitter, unappetising flavour that is supposed to add the digestion.

We wondered where else would be open and – as you’ll have seen in my Sunday night La Rambla search – very little opens late in Adelaide, even during the festival. However, one wee bar was open and still serving for a final glass of wine before heading off.

We chatted about one of our trips to New York (probably in the noughties?), when all of us were obsessed with taking moody shots on our camera phones in bars (I had a particular Nokia which took a good moody shot – these were the days before iPhones).  I think we managed to recreate the scene beautifully, though I’d be grateful for the softer lens on that old Nokia!!





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