Out on a school night

Checking out the March into Merivale fest this year, we organized our girly outing at the French bistro- Felix. It was a place we all wanted to try out but hadn't had the right excuse for before.


Sitting in a booth behind the well lit bar we studied the price gougingly extensive wine list of mainly French wines before picking an Alsace glass of sparkling to sip on. Bread and butter was brought to the table promptly and we could not help ourselves whilst we await our companions and studied the menu of the night.






When ordering, we all beelined for the salmon choice as we were seafood lovers and were not disappointed.




Melt in your mouth king salmon with just the right amount of texture in its pan fried crispy skin. The best discovery of the night was the Italian vegetable Cavalo Nero which is a lovely bittersweet taste that complemented the fish very well.

We mostly polished off our plates. But I wanted more. I had spotted the bombe Alaska on the dessert menu before and had set my heart on trying it. Thank goodness the cinched waist of my dress was elastic.

Our bombe Alaska was cute in its presentation, but did not live up to Masterchef/ MKR expectations as they did not flambé the dessert. Nevertheless they gave the meringue a good dousing of Grand Marnier and it was a nice dish not being overpoweringly sweet and the layer of ice cream delightfully cold






I think we would not hesitate to come back the next time we visited the Ash St laneway. The place exuded charm with its little red shaded table lamps, the artdeco bar and leather seats.

It was also bustling enough for a Tuesday night meetup to not feel like it was a school night. Friday nights here might be a tad more hectic though. We almost never disbanded, so lost in the fun and laughter we were, but such an escape is exactly why we venture to the Merivales time and again.

- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone