Scar(velli). Not the lion.

Breakfast is just one of those happy times. When you wake up and get so damn excited because it’s time to eat again! No? Just me? I’m sure there are many, many breakfast lovers out there.

I must admit I have found a few emails I have received of late thoroughly entertaining. Just to remind those playing at home, ‘Melbs’ is in fact not an individual but our fine city, Melbourne. I had one instance recently (not Scarvelli), that asked whether I would like to bring Melbs with me…. hm. Now husband has taken to being called Melbs for this exact moment. But come on people, work with me here!

Anyhoo, rambles there. Back to the food.

Taken me forever to get back to ze blog so I do apologise to those who continuously refresh their emails to see if there’s a new post from JP & Melbs (hi mum). Actually I’m not even sure my mother does it….


Arty shot of scarvelli bags. Oh JP, such an artist.

Enter Scarvelli Cafe in Balwyn. Whitehorse road is turning into a bit of a mecca for some epic cafes, and with a competitor like Snow Pony, these guys need to be on their A game. They are, by the way. I was invited with my lovely other half, Husband not Melbs, to enjoy some of the fare of Scarvelli a few weeks back. WIth the sun shining, we grabbed a spot outside which was awesome and probably the first day we’ve been able to dine outside since Summer. It’s getting warmer. Get excited.

Big fan of the paddock to plate philosophy going on at Scarvelli. Always sourcing fresh, seasonal produce for their dishes. This deliciousness, paired with friendly staff and Industry Beans is a match made in foodie heaven. I wanted to embrace the warm weather (probably, maybe, almost hit 20 degrees) and ordered a cold drip coffee and Husband, also embracing the sunshine, ordered an iced cawfee.



This was possibly the best looking cold drip when it was brought out to me. Styled to perfection and worked oh so well for insta. Once I took a million photos of the same thing (yep, I do that), I actually got to drink it and that was a sensational experience too. Industry beans have got it in the bag (of beans) and thoroughly enjoyed it.

Unfortunately the iced coffee was more icecream than coffee. Husband enjoyed the rich icecream but there definitely wasn’t enough coming from the coffee side of the relationship. Will definitely ask for an extra shot in that bad boy next time we visit.


All the things.

Husband and I found out very quickly that we were two peas in a pod when we met and the food element is no different. He too shares my ridiculous portion control issues. Hence why we found the need to order three dishes between the two of us.

Top right is his delicious omelette full of vege goodness. He did ask for additional bacon (standard activity) but unfortunately that didn’t make it to the table. For a carnivorous carnivore, he really enjoyed the omelette. Not dry or overcooked and the goats cheese was a great addition. Personally, goats cheese is a great addition to just about everything. Drool.


Steak for breakfast? Such a thing.

Admittedly, the entire menu sounded delicious. The dukkah eggs were super tempting, but I wasn’t sure they would live up to the heavenly experience I had with them at Servery and Spoon a while back. After umming and ahhhing (the usual), I went with the Good Life bowl. Yes I eat donuts every other day, so the good life bowl was a welcome change.

It was brilliant and something I would definitely order again. Sauteed silverbeet, crispy kale and chickpeas, brocollini, baby spinach (all the greens), lots of grains, a perfectly poached egg and a seared minute steak. What a way to start a morning.


My B.a.e.

Because we both don’t understand the concept of ‘being full’ we had to order the brekky bun as I side nibble. Mhm. Look at that eggie. Filled with lotsa bacon, egg, spinach, aioli and avocado, piled onto a brioche bun, this is something that will be very hard to turn down next time as well.

Must admit a couple of the staff members seemed a bit scattered and got a couple of bits and pieces muddled up but aside from that, Scarvelli is running a tight ship.

Because the weather gods are always looking to mix it up in Melbourne town, the clouds soon rolled in and we decided to gobble and go prior to requiring an ark to escape.

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On our way out we were provided with some delicious take home treaties. Ok, let’s be honest, they made it to the car, and were demolished before we got home. So let’s call them ‘take-outside-of-Scarvelli’ treaties. The coconut macaroon (not to be mistaken for the macaron) with lime curd was my favourite and was light enough to compliment the rest of the truckload of food we had devoured that morning.

Overall a lovely morning with my lovely man and we will definitely be back to Scarvelli soon. Ciao!

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Hashtag Hash.

Lunch time. The favourite time of the working day. Especially when based in the CBD. It is a dangerous time for us food lovers as you just want to eat all the food. One of my bestest buds Cmac has finally returned from London town and we were off on another lunch outing.


THE dish and THE hashtag.

I had seen the giant hashtag on Hardware street and had never ventured in. Hash Specialty Coffee & Roasters has it all going on. With some of the best cawfee in Melbs and a spankin’ good menu, I will definitely be venturing back oh so soon.

First up, love the decor and fit out. Big fan of the black and white tiling on the main bar. Gastro pub/french bistro kinda feel I think. I could be way off with that comment as I know nothing about interiors, but hey, i’m trying. The wooden surfaces are also a favourite of mine. So yes, Hash, you had me at hello.


Warm day. Cold brew.

You’ve probably witnessed the epic Mork Chocolate/Fairy floss hot chocolate overtaking Instagram at the moment and although it was tempting, I wanted to take advantage of the rare warm day and went with their cold drip. Smooth as coffee. So good. Gotta love good presentation as well.

Three words for you. All day breakfast. It needs to be on more menus. Because, bacon at night time. Think about it. I could have devoured most of the menu on our visit, especially the cripsy corn arepas which sounded diiviiiine. I umm’d and ahh’d as per usual, was distracted by numerous random conversation topics, and eventually settled on the Chorizo, Scallops & egg dish. Omg. New favourite thing in the whole wide world. Ok maybe slight exaggeration…sorry husband.


What’s not to love?

This dish. I swear. Drool. All the yums. Chorizo and seared scallops on white beans with a fried egg and chili. So much deliciousness. Perfect match of flavours, textures, all the things. I will always choose chorizo dishes and I will always choose scallops, so this was a deal for me. Lock it in, Eddie. It will be so hard not to order this again. Brilliance. I stand and clap you, Hash. Hashtag ermagherd. Really enjoyed the white bean smash too. Seasoned so well and loved how it added to the main proteins.

Cmac is slowly getting used to waiting for me to take photos of his food, but I still have to put up with the million and four photos of his hand making signs in front of his plate before I get the money shot. He’ll learn eventually.


All the sauce.

The dish was demolished in record time so I think it’s safe to say he thought it was swell. Smoked trout rillettes with poached eggs and bearnaise sauce. I’ve never been a fan of hollandaise sauce so I was definitely approving this one. The trout looked delicious.

Overall, a brilliant outing filled with our usual ridiculous banter and damn fine food and coffee. I will definitely be back for oh so much more coffee and freakin fantastic food.

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Archie’s. All Day. Err’ day.

JP’s first world problem, number 38573984729. Going to food events and they serve hardly any food. That’s why we need places like Archie’s in our lives.


After leaving an event recently, my lovely J (Jessica’s all good things) and I were after some good food to fill the void. I was in hangry mode and therefore contributed no suggestions on eating destinations, but she was on it. To Archie’s All Day we went.

The day after I was due to undertake a juice cleanse. Aka cleansing and not eating food for 24 hours. First world problem number 3824246. So I knew what I needed. I needed a burger. And J was being the healthy J for the evening and went with the fish dish.



Take a moment to appreciate.

I’d never ventured to Archie’s before and will definitely be heading back soon for some Juicy Lucy loving. This has gotta be one of the best burgers in Melbourne. Brilliant combo of Wagyu patty, jalapeno Monterrey Jack cheese, lettuce, ketchup, mustard and of course pickles. The whole shebangalang. That burger bun. Oh it is glorious. Shoestring fries aren’t too shabby either. Ah I want one right now.

I noticed after the fact that you can add bacon. So I will obviously have to return soon to add bacon to Lucy and see how she goes. I’m sure it will be off the chizang.




Healthy J went with the steamed barramundi, gai lan, mirin, ginger sesame with soy and pippies. It looked delicious on the plate and she thought (and I quote) really rich and well balanced. Barramundi has always been a favourite of mine so I would have definitely chosen that had I not only had eyes for the burger variety of foods.



Close up required.

Archie’s all day seems to be my spirit animal and I can’t believe it’s taken this long for me to venture there. You can have an espresso martini at breakfast. You can have fluffy scrambled eggs at 3pm. You can have a freakin’ Messina icecream sandwich for dessert without having to wait in that queue. Oh the deliciousness of it all.

I’ve also heard through the grapevine that they make a mean negroni, so I will of course have to add this to the bacon Lucy on my next visit.
Archies. All day. Err’day. Hyundai. (Couldn’t help myself)

Disclaimer. Archie’s All Day has absolutely no affiliation with Hyundai. That’s just how JP’s brain works. Tangent. Tangent. Catchy Jiggle. Boom. Spoken by JP. Food Blogger, Melbourne.



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The day I drank juice.

So it starts. Another instance where I think I just need to give the bod a break from donuts and burgers and all the yums (mmm burger), and embark on a juice cleanse. Only one day. Geez couldn’t do more. I love you, bacon. I’ll miss you.

I kicked off this morning with an epic Step class at the newww Aquanation in Ringwood. What a gym. Uber impressive and love new shiny things. It was a brilliant start to the day and I was ready to take on the juices.

Kept a few notes along the way to allow you to ‘experience’ the cleanse. Overall, yes I would recommend it over the other ones out there. Delicious juices to be honest, and although I complained about food throughout the day, I was never hungry! Shock, horror. I know. So below, enjoy my rambles throughout the day that JP said goodbye to food.


All the juice.

8.32am. Juices arrived at work. Yippee. Super pretty box and it’s ‘made with love’ so that’s always a good sign. Secured the juice in the work fridge. Name plastered all over said pretty box to ensure juice remains in said pretty box and not in random person’s belly. Not saying that happens at my work, but Green St are popular, they can make people do strange things. Oh lordy, I’m going off on tangents already and it’s not even 9am.


Numero Uno.

First up, Enlightening liberty. Yum! Awesome way to start a day I reckon and I will definitely be getting me some more enlightenment.

9.50am. Feeling good! Loved that first juice so excited to see what else is in store. Next up is a 95 Greene aka Pure Heart. I have my moments with green juices so let’s see how this goes….


Not bad at all! This is packed with green vegies like lettuce, celery, cucumber, kale and apple and lemon, ginger, mint, parsley and dandelion is thrown in too. A lot of celery came through on the initial sip which I wasn’t ca-razy about, but overall it’s a good one.

11am. On the dot. First tummy rumble. Quite loud. Probably because I checked Instagram and there’s lot of food on Instagram. Rookie error, JP. Limited Instagram checking will be in force until tomorrow morning or we are going to struggle today.

12.15pm I held out for a while for the next juice so I could go and enjoy the sunshine with my jooos. And it was glorious outside! What a day. The sun is actually giving off heat, birds are chirping, people are smiling, and everyone seems to be eating delicious treaties. Whilst I have my juice.


Feel like I’m the Fresh Prince of Bel-air…for some reason.

Admittedly, this juice is probably my favourite so far. They call it the Bronx, so I naturally had to go to the Bronx of the CBD whilst drinking it. Aka. King St. Ok I walked about 10m along King st, but hey, I’m now tougher.

The Bronx is a gorgeous purple colour with the prime ingredient of Beets mmm beetroot. On a burger. With an egg. And bacon. Gawd dammit, it always comes back to the bacon.

Pay attention JPizzle. There was also carrot, lemon, ginger, flaxseed oil, rosemary and burdock root. With their powers combined, they create (Captainnn Planet, he’s our hero), Juice. They create juice.

1.50pm. Free muffins were just offered to me. Free. Berry. Muffins. Sad face. Yes I stayed strong, and quickly escaped to get my next juice before the warm muffin smell got to me. Next up was Thanksgiving. I have never had a sweet potato drink before so I was looking forward to trying it. Overall, I really liked the flavour of it, the sweet potato added a slight creaminess. What I didn’t particular enjoy were the cinnamon floaties. All for the cinnamon (donuts) but didn’t really like that component.

Thrown into Thanksgiving was sweet potato, cinnamon, carrot, apple, lemon and flaxseed oil.

Still feeling good though. I have now been to the bathroom about 398420 times today.


In New Yorrrrrk, concrete jungle where dreams are made offff….

3.45pm Oooh this one’s a goodie. Empire state. Picturing Alicia Keys slamming on the piano keys and now I am pretending to be Jay Z. Just go with it.

Empire state is a combo of carrot (I’m going to turn into bugs bunny soon), green apple and, wait for it, my favourite ingredient of the day, Astragalus. Where you put the emPHAsis is unknown so feel free to go with whatever you come up with. It’s an organic herbal extract for those playing at home.

Could be my favourite. Empire State currently trumping the Bronx.

5pm. Back to the Bronx. I really like this one so I was glad I had two of them! Beetie, lemony, ginger goodness. All for the Bronx. I feel I need to sing ‘I’m still Jenny from the block…’ when drinking this. Now I’m dancing. I might be going a little cray cray now after this many hours sans food.

Now is the tricky part of the day. Returning home. Where the pantry is full. And dinner will smell really good. And I know there’s cheese in the fridge. Next to the Freddos. Below the leftover cake. Engaging Willpower. Bring it on, Fridge. I can take you.

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Yes I’m just taking photos of the bottles around the house….

6.30pm It’s not easy being green. Especially when you’re a drink. Ah yep, I’m rambling way too much due to lack of food. I can now smell dinner cooking and my tummy is growling at me. My thrilling meal was the Greene St Classic. Hate to say it, but this was my least favourite of the 8. Overpowering taste of celery.

The classic has cos lettuce, celery, cucumber, kale, lemon, apple, ginger, mint, parsley and dandelion herb extract.


Last one. Yum yum.

8.30pm Husband is eating chocolate. Inside my personal space. Usually this is ok as I would steal said chocolate. However, tonight, it hurts. It HURTS. I want food. I also just completed the world’s greatest accomplishment of making lunches for work with a warm roast chicken and did not sample any. So proud. That smell. Ah I want some!

Lucky I have the West Village to get me through until tomorrow. This was a delicious juice and one I would definitely buy again. Love the almond and coconut flavours. Didn’t taste alot of mint but didn’t mind, it didn’t need much more in my opinion!

West village was made up of alkaline water (…fancy water), activated almonds (Pete Evans wuz here), coconut flesh, medjool dates, chia seeds, milk thistle and mint.

Each juice you take comes with it’s very own mantra and although I am usually the first to laugh at such things, I really enjoyed these throughout the day. For West Village the mantra was ‘All is well in my world’. Yes. Yes it is.

I would really recommend the Greene St Cleanse for anyone looking to press the reset button. I didn’t do it for weight loss reasons or any reason really, I just wanted to see how my body reacted. Yes you want solid food, that’s a given. But I slept like a log the night following the cleanse so I would do it in future for that reason alone! Brilliant flavours and so many to mix and match. Try it!

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Get your Market on.

It’s that time of year again. When Jack Frost rolls on it, the coats, the boots and the scarves go on, and everyone heads to Vic Markets every Wednesday for mulled wine, soup in bread bowls and a whole lotta meat. So I obviously knew where I had to be a few Wednesday’s ago, and you need to be there too. Oh the food.

The lovely ladies of Q Strategies gave me a few vouchers to check out the food on offer and of course, I ate too much. Naturally.


I call it, arty shot of crates. 

I call it, arty shot of lights. 

I knew I needed to take my portion control issues partner in crime, my lovely husband. If you think I eat alot, you should see his daily menu. What a man, what a man, what a mighty (hungry) man.

Anyhoo, back to the food. The vibe of the markets is always brilliant. Everyone keen for a good feed and a good time. The markets are open between 5pm and 10pm each Wednesday during Winter until the 26th of August. Only two more Wednesdays to go so get in for all food deliciousness.


That’s amoreeee.

We arrived around 5.30pm and the lines were already building so we made a beeline for the pizza. Oh Gradi, you so fine. I am yet to visit Gradi at Crown but I am a huge fan of 400 Gradi on Lygon. Best pizza in Melbs, in my opinion. These smaller versions were a great kick off for the evening. Husband went with the potato pizza and I chose wisely with the chorizo number. Lots of crust on these boys but I wasn’t complaining. Love it when it’s chewy and cheesey and …ah I’m drooling again.

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Oh the magnificence.

The Carvery was definitely the most popular stall of the market so make sure you get in early if you love your meat. Who wouldn’t when it looks like that! Snap. Crackle. Pop. Indeed. Look at that pork. Husband had to drag me away from the rotating meat, otherwise I would probably still be there, watching the glorious hunks spin.


Can I get one of these installed in my new house?


Taco style boeuf.


Ready for his close up.


Beef Short Rib. Those gherks. That gremolata.

We knew it was there. We could smell it when we were on the approach and knew a visit to the market was not complete without the goodness of Blue Bonnet BBQ and Burn City Smokers. So we decided to divide and conquer, and conquer we did. I had ridiculously good, melt in the mouth beef with taco rice salad. The meat just fell apart and let’s just say, it didn’t last long enough for me to share with Husband. Best dish of the night for me. Husband went for the beef short rib at Burn City Smokers and demolished it. Once again, moist, falling apart meat that you could eat kilos of.


I shall call him squishy and he shall be mine, and he shall be my Squishy.

I couldn’t resist the nemo reference after seeing the flame grilled octopus that night. It was flying from the grill and everyone was singing the praises of the baby seafood. Always been a favourite of mine, and these were no exception. As you can guess, we tried 99% of stalls and I can guarantee – it’s ALL GOOD. Go there. Try it all. We didn’t manage to fit in dessert but there are plenty of options for the sweet teeth and those who are partial to the icecream dinner. All for it.

Even if you aren’t a big foodie and just love experiencing the world’s most liveable city (5 times running, but who’s counting!?), the atmosphere is brilliant at the Night Market and there are plenty more activities running to tickle your fancy.

As I mentioned, only two more nights you can go until the markets pack up and roll on out for another year. So rug up, get yo’ scarf on and get amongst the markets. Eat all the things and thank me later.

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A new Legacy.

The Rostered Day Off. My new best friend. I seem to have a lot of best friends that aren’t actually people….but that’s a whole other issue that I need to work through.

I have been blessed with an office job that provides it’s lovely employees with an RDO once a month. Yep. Don’t hate the player, hate the game. Or the man. Anyway, bacon.

One of the benefits of this brilliant day is that I can go out for breakfast at regular breakfast time and not queue! It’s great. You should try it.

So on my recent RDO, I ventured to Legacy in Camberwell with my beautiful friend MK (not Michael Kors…he was last week) and her darling daughter who provided many a laugh as she devoured two babycinos. It’s amazing how frothed milk amuses for such a long time.

I’d heard a lot about Legacy and after my GPS told me it was a kilometre away from it’s actual spot, I trudged on in. Firstly, love the fit out. Not the usual dark walls and polished concrete, but great brick work and white panels. So open. Makes you want to stay for hours. And I probably could now I know I want to try everything on the menu, and then all of the treaties in the cabinet.

Since opening late May, Legacy already has a pretty big following, so get in quick before the line is as long as Chin Chin. With the minds of Collective Espresso behind the caf, they know what they’re doing and I loved the healthy spin on the menu, whilst still giving you the option to eat all the bacon.

Which I did.



My usual cawfee of a Long Black was of the Candyman variety from Columbia. Brilliant name. Had to have two just because of the name. And my addiction to caffeine…that I also need to work through. This is kinda sounding like a JP therapy session…back to the food!


What a stack.


Oh yes. Hashtag yolk porn indeed.

I ummed and ahh’d over the menu, as usual, but had to go with the sweet potato, kale and amaranth fritters which were served up with rich goats cheese, cherry tomato chutney, Kaiser bacon and I threw a poached eggie on there too.

What a tower of amazingness with epic #yolkporn. The fritters were delicious but I’m sorry to say the chutney was a little too sweet for me. Great in moderation, but I couldn’t eat it all. Loved the combination of it all together though. That bacon, speaks for itself. So good. Best I’ve had in a long time. And I’ve had A LOT of bacon.

MK’s daughter had tough decisions all around and was so distracted by her babycinos, mumma had to decide for her. Great piece of multigrain sourdough with good old Vegemite. She also wanted to steal one of mummy’s strawberries, so the kitchen gave her her very own monster strawb. They charged 50c for that bad boy which I guess is warranted…but when you’re feasting for brekky, a strawberry probably could have been thrown in? No?


Trending. Every thang.

The 50c strawb was a slight hiccup in an overall great experience at one of Melbs’ newest cafes. MK went with the trend that doesn’t seem to want to leave, the ‘Power Bowl’.

Usually complete with Acai, MK decided on the dragon fruit side of things and it looked superb. Served with housemade coconut yoghurt, strawberries, banana, chia seeds, hazelnut crumb and granola, the purple vibrancy of the dragonfruit looked pretty amazing. MK loved it all and it was a huge serve that she couldn’t demolish, so feel free to share it with your nearest and dearest! But be prepared to fight for it if you have portion control issues like me. Probably best to just get two.

The treaties cabinet looks ridiculously good and I would have devoured any one of those house made donuts if I had an inch of room left in my tum tum. That’s right, somehow, I turned down a donut opportunity. But I will definitely be back, so those donuts better be ready.

Great new spot. Definitely worth a visit. A new Camberwell Legacy. (Ha, couldn’t help myself)

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Being a Frenchie. Dominique Portet style.


Sunny Saturday afternoons are just meant for hanging out in the Yarra Valley, eating cheese, French food and, it goes without saying, drinking wine. And that’s exactly what we did.

A few weeks ago I was invited along with Melbourne’s elite (ok ok self proclaimed) to Dominique Portet Winery to mingle with the man himself, Q Strategies and a bevy of bloggers, writers and those in the social-media-know. Mhm, it’s a tough life we lead. Of course, you can’t have wine without ze food (well you can but on this occasion we couldn’t) so the ever talented Philippe Mouchel was in charge of the menu for the day, and trust me, it did not disappoint.


I’ve admittedly never really been a fan of Rose (there’s a but coming…), BUT Dominique Portet is the major exception to this. Especially when it is served in its sparkling variety. I think this may be my favourite drink for the upcoming Spring/Summer sessions. Yes I’m hopefully that Spring really is just around the corner. Come on sun, show us some heat!

The Brut Rose is so refreshing, flavoursome and just so lovely to drink. Yes, ok, I don’t know a lot about wine or the details behind each one, but I do know, that it tastes damn good. We were mingling in the sunshine on this fine afternoon, sipping Brut Rose, whilst being served scrumptious smoked chicken gougeres and a damn delicious salmon rillette, and I really want the recipe! What a start to the afternoon.


I had ventured to Dominique Portet as part of my hens day and it really is one of my favourite wineries in the Yarra Valley. The landscape is just so picturesque and you can easily spend a day (or five) relaxing in the lounge chairs sipping any or all of their wines.


We soon moved inside and were seated at a table that seemed to be covered in wine glasses. Obviously, noone complained. Fantastic function space me thinks and I would definitely investigate that if you’re looking for a noice spot in the YV for a gathering of sorts.

I have to say, it was a cracking group gathered at the winery for the Frenchie feast. Side note. No Frenchies were harmed in the making of this feast. It was a bubbly group filled with a whole lot of talent. And me. Yay!

Now we move our attention to the food. The glorious, glorious food that captured the attention of everyone.


Those who have read my bloggy a bit, would notice that I have many favourite food words. One of which being ‘charcuterie’. And let me tell you, this was no ordinary charcuterie selection. Take a look at that bad boy. All you could possibly want/need enclosed on one board.

This bloody delicious board of awesomeness had…(big breathe) Terrine, parfait, rillette, prosciutto and wagyu bresaola. The camera’s were flashing for what seemed like hours and we could all finally dig in. And dig in we did.


Life’s tough when you’ve got this sitting in front of you. #perks.


Cured salmon, horseradish cream and pickles. More fooood.


Chickpeas, Cauliflower, Pumpkin and Pine Nuts. Mhm.


Parfait love. Smooth. Creamy. Drool.

The conversation was flowing fantastically as was the vino and guests were offered the 2014 Sav Blanc or the 2014 Fontaine Rose. Once again, not usually a Rose fan, but when it’s D.Portet, you drink it. Delicious! I was full of charcuterie and parfait and salmon and the fourth stomach needed to kick in when I smelt the pièce de résistance entering the room.


Oui, oui. The cassoulet was here. And boy did it smell good. It looked incredible and we couldn’t wait to dig in. But, we were surrounded by bloggers and writers and photographers so I patiently sat back after getting my snaps and drooled over it while others snapped away.

I also must say that the staff of Dominque Portet, including the great man himself were there and absolutely fantastic with their service and kindness towards the guests. Definitely a key feature of the winery, and I will definitely be returning.



What a dish. Take a look at that bad boy. So many meats. So many beans. I was hoping the large dish that was placed on the table was my serving (you know I could eat it all), but I had to settle with regular people portion sizes. It was rich, with so many textures…ah I want some right now please.

This was accompanied by one of the top wines of the winery ‘Andre’, as well as a 2013 Heathcote Shiraz. Both were delicious, but if you want to spoil a loved one/yourself go on and splurge on a bottle of ‘Andre’. Named after Dominique’s father (nawwww) this is a blend of Cab Sav and Shiraz grapes and well, I think I found my best friend in wine form. That sounded a lot more depressing than I intended….but you get the idea!


The main man. Showing off ‘Andre’.

It was a fantastic afternoon and the weather (surprisingly for Melbourne) was still so pleasant and so we were invited outside for a spot of Patonque (bocce/bowls/hybrid thing) and some delicious pasties. BUT FIRST. It wouldn’t be a frenchie party without ze cheese! I have a love affair with cheese that extends way back to my childhood and the need to devour an entire bega block. Luckily my palette has matured a little since then (no offence to Bega! Love your work).


Plateau de fromages

Sound those angels. What a platter. I think the group of us just sat there in awe for a while, then realised we were lucky enough to be able to dig into it. They even went all fancy and made a leaf out of an apple. They’ve got all the tricks. Amazing cheeses. Rich perfection.


Pastries and proof of sunshine.

See, Melbourne. The shadows show there was sunshine. It does exist. We can hold on. Spring is coming for us and we will finally defrost. But to concentrate on the main attraction of that photo, the pastries! Phillipe Mouchel, you did so well. Citron, chocolat….well there’s the extent of my french vocab…I’ll let your eyes do the talking.

If this is a glimpse of the kind of quality that Mr Mouchel is showing off at Deja Vue in the CBD, I want me a piece of that pronto. Dominique Portet is one of my favourites in the Yarra Valley and definitely worth a visit for a tipple and a purchase of a ridiculous amount of wine when you realise just how good it is.

Brilliance. Frenchie frenchie brilliance.

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