Proper restaurant reviewers have very scientific scoring criteria. The loos are apportioned a part of the total, and linen napiery might get you an extra point. I rely on the glow I get from a place.
Amanda Keenan
I didn’t apply the industrial strength insect repellent offered free in the Mangrove Hotel’s outdoor areas early enough. But The Bay Club is a stunning place to sit when one is appropriately covered.
Growing up, the most gastro a microbrewery got for me was bung fritz and tomato sauce sandwiches, and Barbecue Shapes in my home-brewing grandfather Geoff’s shed. Times have changed.
This South West eatery opened to much fanfare in 2018 and six years on, it remains as sexy and irresistible as ever.
There are many wondrous things about dining at a winery but in the regions, the commute can be a real handbrake. Wayfinder, in the heart of Dunsborough, deals with this by just being right there.
$2 oysters on a Sunday, best-in-show pasta and consistently excellent pizza. Is there anything this venue can’t do?
It almost feels like a trap. Behind a building, next to a bin in the carpark, is a little blackboard. On it, someone has scrawled ‘WINE’, with an arrow. But there are only good things inside.
When Will St. opened in Leederville as borders were still closed due to COVID, it became one of those restaurants that allowed us to pretend we were somewhere exotic. It lived up to huge hype and continues to.
This venue is new and had it not impressed, we’d have waited a while longer to feature it here.
A week ago, I was at Wildflower, a restaurant many could not or would not choose to afford, the beneficiary of a free lunch. Yes, there really is such a thing. How can I objectively report on it? I’ll try.
The lack of precipitation in this infuriatingly sunny city makes a girl positively weep for a couple of wet days in a row. I attempted to goad the weather gods by going for ramen.
The pisco sour is claimed by both Chile and Peru and it’s easy to understand why the pisco sour gets Latin tempers running so hot. They’re naturally au fait with the drink at Lima Cantina.
There was a time when shopping centre dining was little more than a fluorescent procession of bains-marie brimming with specialties sweet and/or sour. This restaurant shows how different things are in 2024.
When the woman at the Myer lingerie counter asked, “Are you Amanda?” I thought I’d made a watchlist for spending too much on bras. But she asked for dining recommendations and offered hers: Stampa!
It was as if this dish were dreamed up by a future version of myself to soothe this hungover version: giant savoury Japanese (okonomiyaki) pancake with slow-cooked pork shoulder, kimchi and a fried egg.
The mullet. Be it the haircut or nondescript taupe fish, they tend to polarise. But you could argue both have their merits — and the seafood variety at Yiamas in Subiaco is just part of what makes it shine.
It’s easy to rage about a restaurant insisting on a deposit when you make a booking. But for that you ought not blame the restaurant but the people who consistently failed to turn up for their table.
From Italian to Chinese, Thai to Malaysian, I might not have ventured out of Perth much this year, but the quality of the city‘s culinary delights means I didn’t want for incredible cuisine.
The prevalence of mostly wonderful Italian in Perth has seen me wax lyrical about a long list of restaurants, but I’d never noticed Impronta. Now I’ve visited, I am still thinking about it.
The beef is charred within an inch of its life but perfectly medium rare, making this eaterie a safe bet for a business lunch and it goes all right for a date night.
The discography of The Chats explodes with classic urgent punk that’s unassailably brilliant in its simplicity. Pub Feed is about, of course, having a pub feed. But the storied pub feed can be elusive.
Edward & Ida’s has opened in a historic building in Northbridge with a dream team of hospo guns, including chef Blaze Young. How does her take on a beef and Guinness pie with a marrowbone chimney stack up?
Subiaco Contintental’s sexy furnishings and polished concrete floors hint at an upscale experience — and it is. But there is also something egalitarian about it. Our own kind of Australian continental.
I almost turned away from the restaurant in Northbridge when I saw a large crowd milling around on James Street well after lunchtime. I’m really glad I didn’t.
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