Alawhatthefucka! is what I would like to call Alaturka Restaurant after last nights debacle. You know when you go to dinner somewhere you've really been interested in going to and then it all goes bad and wrong? And so it was in this case - started out well and yeah, it all kind of took a wrong turn. In the immortal words of the Triffids: I took a wrong turn off an unmarked track...I did 7 miles I couldn't find my way back...
First impressions: I walk in the door and get a little bit lost. The register and maitre d are all WAY down the back of the restaurant which is somewhat - howyousay - cavernous, so I'm left standing like a bump on a log. Luckily when I hail a waitperson she is over in a flash and I'm seated quickly. I have a look around and it looks pretty flash - iconic turkish pictures on the ceiling, pretty paintings, nice furnishings, candles on the table, a palpable hum in the air... all boding well for a good night. Service attentive, drinks come quickly - I'm feeling good! So where exactly does it start going wrong... ?
Is it churlish of me to mention the bread? First course is dips, eggplant, hummus and the turkish equivalent of tzatziki - but served with STALE turkish bread and some random lebanese bread thrown in for good measure. Passable - even I can forgive stale bread. Benefit of the doubt and all that. So we move on to the other appetiser, which is presented on a very imaginative garnish - a capsisum that's been carved to look like a crocodile! Even I am impressed by this. The meatball that comes with it - a minced lamb meatball that the menu informs me will be rolled in nuts n stuff and covered in lashings of cous cous - comes out and is very very tasty, although I can find no evidence of cus cus (SP). Tick. Moving on.
Mains arrive. Now let me tell you that the menu was quite specific in listing the components of both the dishes that we ordered - for me, mini chicken stuffed with rice, sultanas, peanuts and turkish herbs, for her, swordfish skewers with grilled potatoes and mushroom sauce with pomegranates. What came out? Hmm well.....my mini chicken was definitely not stuffed with any of the ingredients stated, it was stuffed full of greenness, which led me after the fact to suspect that perhaps it was one of those leonards mini rolled chickens. It was nicely presented though, came out with a mound of rice, a wee bit of salad, some yoghurt, oh and did I mention the wedges? Yes, you read right, WEDGES, the lesser known staple of turkish cuisine. Dining partner looked at her dinner in dismay - 3 swordfish skewers in the middle of the plate stuck into a lemon half and some scattered busyness around the plate which kind of gave the illusion of food without actually providing any - oh and yes - again with the wedges. No grilled potatoes, no mushroom sauce. Taste-wise - the chicken was ok, a bit dry, and didn't taste of sultanas, peanuts or herbs really but the swordfish skewers were pretty unlovely - if it had been my dinner I would have cried my eyes out. And the worst part was that it cost almost $30! $30 and not a side in sight!
Moving on - just let me mention here that while the service started with a bang, it's totally disintegrated by this point in the meal - the restaurant is totally packed and our table is full of old glasses and plates n shiz - so the logical thing to do is to visit the toilet. So I head down the back to find the toilet and find the ambi-pur toilet fresheners are kicking around the floor in the hallway OUTSIDE the door of the toilets. When I go inside I can't find the lock on the door, there's no toilet paper on the toilet-roll holder and I'm trying not to look at all the dust on the shelf. I have a mate who calls this kind of stuff "dirtyflash" - it's all good on the surface, but if you poke around a little you uncover all the hideousness.
By the time I come out I'm done with this place. It's inconsistent and overrated. Mama turkish lady is scowling at me everytime I walk past her. But I gird my loins to tackle dessert. Kadiyifi with icecream. It comes. It's yummy. The icecream (3 flavours) is good. The sweet turkish coffee i've ordered is FABULOUS. But nothing can bring me back from the wedges.
If you're looking for Chickwithguts or Chickwithguts2, I ate them. Those blogs were originally intended to record all the local foodie secrets of Darwin. But now I'm living half my time in Perth so it's a bit of both. Ooh and I'm DittoGirl now :-))))
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Signatures (from a source)
And my source says: Got a tip from a kiwi builder friend of mine (Hi Duncan!) ... Signature’s Cafe in the Chinatown building. Had a quick lunch there today and it was damn good. A little Greek lady serves it up and just wants you to be happy – calls everyone darling (couldn’t really understand much else she said!). I had a skewered sausage thing – looked like some kind of native mammal poo to tell the truth – but it was delicious and meaty and garlicky, with extra garlicky-ness in the yoghurt sauce. There were also stuffed cabbage leaves and a spanakopita about the size of a truck tyre. Greek sweets too. I think my poo skewer plus salad was $8.50.
Nigel - we love you
I wrote before about Nigel and his Kneads (bread) - he is just becoming more and more prolific. His breads can now be found, albeit in limited quantities, every day at Greenies Wholefoods in the Rapid Creek Shopping Village, Parap Fine Foods on Parap Road, the Gourmet Deli on Knuckey St in town, at the Mitchell St night markets (not sure when these are on) and somewhere else... *thinking* dammit I know there's somewhere else, but my memory is failing me - oh and I hear that Martin of Martin's cafe in Coconut Grove is selling Nigel rolls to go with his soups. His rye bread really is the bomb - I brought some into work the other day and it was snapped up by my workmates - he makes a mean sourdough.. it's all really really good.
You heard it here first.
You heard it here first.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Silent Disco Imix
Just for something a little bit different.... a month ago I played at the Silent Disco at the Darwin Festival.. you can download the imixes from Itunes here:
http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewIMix?id=333212640
http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewIMix?id=333212641
http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewIMix?id=333212640
http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewIMix?id=333212641
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
not Mingy in the slightest!

Ming Court... what to say what to say. Last night as I tucked into my second straight night of Ming Court Pizza, somebody asked me if I had blogged about it, to which I thoughtfully replied in the negatory. The reason it was a thoughtful reply is that I spend a lot of time blogging about really good places or really bad places, but can forget to write about the staples that sustain us - and we regularly eat their pizza.
Ming Court Pizza has never been my favourite pizza place, there's too much in the topping department, the bases bend under the weight like nobodies business and sometimes I can't tell a Margerita from a vegetarian, but it's the closest to our house, the one with the funniest service (and possibly the most helpful if you get them on a good day) AND never in my puff have I come across a Chinese restaurant that makes pizza, which surely makes it the most unique pizza place in Darwin, if not Australia. They are pretty expensive for what they are, but they are loved far and wide, have a massive wait on weekends of up to an hour, are cherished for their wide range of pizzas that span standard aussie toppings to gourmet vegetarian (the Meditteranean with blobs of greek yoghurt), not to mention their range of Asian pizzas (never been game enough to try one but they even have a Thai-style pizza). The garlic bread is usually a bit limp but it's ok. It's all ok. It definitely deserves a mention.
Ming Court
Jingili Shops
18 Jingili Terrace
Jingili NT
Ph: 89851755
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
BEST BURGER
A little while ago the NT News ran a competition to see locals vote on the best burgers in town. It was narrowed down to 3 finalists and the taste test saw Melissa's Takeaway win hands down and I've been meaning to get down there ever since. So today I did. Well OH MY GOD is not all I have to say - I also have to say that it was the PERFECT burger. Soft white bun, home-made meat patty that definitely contained fresh herbs and spring onion, beetroot, fried onions, perfectly shredded lettuce (iceberg, thin), thin slices of tomato - it was the bomb.
Melissa's Takeaway
Shop 12, Westlane Arcade
Darwin NT
89422001
Melissa's Takeaway
Shop 12, Westlane Arcade
Darwin NT
89422001
Bull or no bull?
Suffice to say that circumstances led me to the door of the Raging Bull Steakhouse in Parap, in the far end corner of the Parap Village Tavern (15 Parap Rd, Parap), or if you're really motivated you can check it our here: http://www.parapvillagetavern.com.au/categories/Raging-Bull-Steakhouse/
Now I've never eaten at a Steakhouse, let alone one in Darwin, the NT, or a pub, so I had no idea what to expect.... except that I figured it might be grimier, harder and involve more guns. But I had heard (word on the street and all that) that this was a good place to get a steak. Which is not something I get to eat a lot. So I pushed open the doors and found.... a bright, inviting, well lit space with polished concrete and wooden floors, highchairs, families, clean bathrooms, good service, wine, lots of Australian and imported beers and meat - lots and lots of meat. The only thing I found marginally offputting was the faint odour of smoke drifting through from the pub next door, but to be fair it was very very faint - detectable only to a nose-to-the-wind-ex-smoking-nazi (me).
To dinner: well they have a big, well set out menu focussing on meat, but providing seafood, vegetarian and kids choices and there are also daily specials (check that link for massive schnitzel nite, massive steak nite etc etc - salads and greenery of any kind are definitely an afterthought). My dining partner (podner) and I ordered some calamari as an entree and it took ages to come out. It was ok, a generous serve, tender (if a bit floury) but passable. Mains saw me asking for some guidance from the staff and they recommended ribs (ribs! how .. how... meaty!!) with a smoked sauce, mash and salad and my podner ordered steak. Steak steak steak. He was very happy with it, it came exactly as he'd ordered it (rare) with a little rare flag on the top, HUGE, with mash. I didn't love mine, although I felt the romance of being at one with the wild west with my ribs - they fell from the bone, tasted ok, but my tummy definitely paid the price for it all later! Mash was very creamy but untasty and the salad was fresh with a little mustard vinaigrette that I didn't mind. Dessert was pretty uninspiring - choc mousse slice with icecream and cream - it wasn't hideous and if I hadn't thought to put my spoon down I would have absentmindedly eaten the whole thing....all in all I would probably go back in a pinch, I've had much much worse food.
Now I've never eaten at a Steakhouse, let alone one in Darwin, the NT, or a pub, so I had no idea what to expect.... except that I figured it might be grimier, harder and involve more guns. But I had heard (word on the street and all that) that this was a good place to get a steak. Which is not something I get to eat a lot. So I pushed open the doors and found.... a bright, inviting, well lit space with polished concrete and wooden floors, highchairs, families, clean bathrooms, good service, wine, lots of Australian and imported beers and meat - lots and lots of meat. The only thing I found marginally offputting was the faint odour of smoke drifting through from the pub next door, but to be fair it was very very faint - detectable only to a nose-to-the-wind-ex-smoking-nazi (me).
To dinner: well they have a big, well set out menu focussing on meat, but providing seafood, vegetarian and kids choices and there are also daily specials (check that link for massive schnitzel nite, massive steak nite etc etc - salads and greenery of any kind are definitely an afterthought). My dining partner (podner) and I ordered some calamari as an entree and it took ages to come out. It was ok, a generous serve, tender (if a bit floury) but passable. Mains saw me asking for some guidance from the staff and they recommended ribs (ribs! how .. how... meaty!!) with a smoked sauce, mash and salad and my podner ordered steak. Steak steak steak. He was very happy with it, it came exactly as he'd ordered it (rare) with a little rare flag on the top, HUGE, with mash. I didn't love mine, although I felt the romance of being at one with the wild west with my ribs - they fell from the bone, tasted ok, but my tummy definitely paid the price for it all later! Mash was very creamy but untasty and the salad was fresh with a little mustard vinaigrette that I didn't mind. Dessert was pretty uninspiring - choc mousse slice with icecream and cream - it wasn't hideous and if I hadn't thought to put my spoon down I would have absentmindedly eaten the whole thing....all in all I would probably go back in a pinch, I've had much much worse food.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
I must apologise for my all over the font-ness
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