Archive for 24/02/2010

New York Slice Review

I know what most of you will think the minute you see this post’s title. “New York Slice?? Am I drunk? No. Am I hungover? No. Am I a food snob who turns their nose up at most things cheap and greasy? Yes.”

Everyone seems to discount NY Slice as ‘just’ a place for a drunken feed. Well people-I’m about to change your life here. NY Slice is tasty. It does bloody good pizza. In my humble pizza-eating opinion, it’s the best ‘non-gourmet’ pizza I’ve ever had (and even beats most of the gourmet pizza I’ve had). It’s also pretty identical to pizza that is sold in New York, and in turn, boasts the sort of thin, crispy crust and delicate scattering of toppings that are reminiscent of pizza sold in Italy.

I’ll keep this short and sweet. Pizza is sold by the slice ($7~) or by the whole 18 inch pie. There are a few seats inside, but the step up is pretty basic. The pizza crust never gets soggy, and is always cooked evenly. The cheese is generous but isn’t overloaded, and the toppings are fresh and varied. Pictured is the Margarita (tomato, garlic, basil, mozzarella, romano cheese) and the BBQ Chicken (roasted chicken breast, BBQ sauce, mozzarella, romano cheese). The Margarita is awesome; simple, tangy, and delicious. One slice is enough for a light meal. They’re open late. They’re also in the city. Get off your high horse. Get to NY Slice.

New York Slice
Pizza Takeaway

360 Brunswick St
Fortitude Valley (also Brisbane CBD and Surfers Paradise)

(07) 3229 5557
http://www.newyorkslice.com.au

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Milk Review

One morning, after a bit of a hectic night, I stood in front of my open fridge and chugged a huge glass of milk. I have no idea why milk seemed like an ideal beverage at the time, but I do remember how damn refreshing it was. People, if you can get over the chance it will make you sick, I can definitely recommend an icy glass of moo juice for the morning after.

We had the ultimate in refreshing milk the other weekend at Milk. We passed Milk on the way to an errand in Newmarket, and it was a sign – I’d heard about them and had been wanting to visit. I believe there’s one at Ashgrove (is this a chain or a coincidence?)

Milk has tried to model itself on those old-school milk bars, offering the comforts of milkshakes, spiders, and old-fashioned lollies. I really love this concept, but I think Milk has fallen flat just a little bit. The little baggies of strawberries and cream are there, the extensive ice cream spider menu is there too, and there’s even kitschy seats and decorating. But let me ask you this: did your corner store have Asian Brown Rice Salad? No. No, you had a shriveled up pork roll and you liked it. Did it have fancy little gingerbread cupcakes? No, you chowed down on stale doughnut men, dammit. While the cupcakes and salads looked pretty tasty, I’d love to see more old-school food. Pies! Doughnuts! Sandwiches on blindingly white bread! We’ve heard of gastro-pub, what about gastro-milk bar? They do do an all-day breakfast though, which is very commendable.

So, like I said, we were craving some calcium. I got a Coconut Walnut Milkshake, and D ordered the Caramel Thickshake ($10.45 all up). There’s a huge range of milkshake and thickshake flavours, and you can order a ‘skinnier’ version made with skim milk. My milkshake was tasty and has pleasant hints of coconut, but not much of the walnut. D’s thickshake trumped mine – it was super thick, creamy, and really sweet. In a word, awesome. Plus, they were both served in those massive silver tin cups – oh yeah. I felt like I was six years old again, except I don’t know many six year olds who…never mind.

The milkshakes are really good, but it’s a shame that Milkbar don’t, erm, ‘milk’ their concept a bit more. After all, milk is never a bad choice.

Milk Cafe

Windsor Homezone
142 Newmarket Rd, Windsor

(07) 3357 3009

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Guest Reviewers

What up y’all?

Do you like to eat? Can you write a coherent sentence? Do you vomit when you see people failing to spell ‘definite’ correctly? Do you know the difference between cannoli and cannelloni, but can still appreciate a greasy fast food burger?

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Movenpick

To view all pictures in this post, simply click on the ‘Movenpick’ title above

When I was in high school, my BFF and I used to eat a crapload of chocolate. We’d sort of go a few days with no sweets, and then – boom – good bye Mr Cadbury. We’d very calmly demolish a block, and then go on our merry ways to school the next day, feeling fine. There was no such thing as a Food Coma, or the dreaded Food Hangover. We just sort of sucked it up and kept on going.

Now, I fear those days are behind me. Something has been happening to me lately. It started at Max Brenner’s, when I couldn’t finish my hot chocolate. It got worse when I managed to keep some Bittersweet truffles in my fridge for five whole days without touching them. And then there was the other day at Movenpick ice cream.

Damn you, Movenpick. Why are you so creamy? Why are you so sweet? Why did you make me feel ill after I demolished you?

It wasn’t Movenpick’s fault. Well, maybe it was. I had all intentions to get one scoop, but once I saw all the flavours I couldn’t stop at one. I got a scoop of Maple Walnut, and a scoop of White Chocolate. The Maple Walnut flavour was off the hook – these two are just a perfect flavour pairing. However, if my maple sense doesn’t fail me – and I’m pretty damn sure it doesn’t – I daresay it was artifical maple syrup. This funny after taste didn’t kick in until I was halfway through the scoop though, so it wasn’t too bad.

The white chocolate was amazingly creamy – if you’re a lover of really milky tasting, rich ice cream, you’ll love this flavour. Halfway through this scoop, I had another slightly negative experience, although it wasn’t with the flavour. It was just all too much. Something is happening to me. My tolerance threasehold for sugar is slowly building up, and I’m not sure I like it. I fought my way through most of the final scoop, then sat there clutching my belly, looking at my sad little pool of leftover ice cream.

So is Movenpick good? Yes, it is damn good. There’s also some seating, plus it’s open until 10.30pm, plus they make waffles. But bare in mind the ice cream is very, very sweet and creamy – even for sugar fanatics like I. It’s also a little on the exxy side – from memory, two scoops cost about $7? Go easy and you’ll reap the rewards.

Movenpick Ice Cream

Palace Barracks – Top of Caxton Street

Petrie Terrace

Open seven days until late

 (07) 3367 3988

http://www.moevenpick-icecream.com

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Iceworks Review

Ice Ice Baby

Recently some friends and I were chatting about names – in particular, unisex names. “Yeah, like Courtney,” said Stank. Cue giggles from D and me, and arguments from Stank that Courtney is, in fact, a manly man’s name.

Well, my point is that names can throw you off sometimes. Like Iceworks, at Milton. ‘Cool restaurant and bar’ does not exactly come to mind when you heard the word ‘Iceworks’, does it? And yes, I know it’s where the old iceworks used to be, hence the title.

GG and I ate in the restaurant, although there is a cheaper bar menu too. I really liked the menu at Iceworks, and had a hard time deciding what to get. A lot of the starters sounded delicious (like the Pumpkin Salad with feta, avocado, spinach, cashews, green olive relish and pomegranate dressing, $18), but GG told me they were small serves. And, of course, there would be the problem of too much food if I ordered a starter and a main. Just call me Goldilocks. I need a meal size to be juuuuust right.

Iceworks Pumpkin Pizza

In the end I went for the Roast pumpkin with confit onion, garlic, rosemary and pecorino cheese pizza ($17), and GG got the Lasagne of Braised Beef Cheeks with rocket and cherry tomato salad ($22). The little minx also got a Mojito ($15), which she proclaimed satisfactory.

I was a little more subdued and got a glass of the Innocent Bystanders Pinot Gris, from the Yarra Valley ($9). It was hard to pick something from the wine list, mainly because the whites were a little on the small side. There were about double the amount of reds on there. The good news is that the beer menu is quite impressive – I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw Beer Lao on there. Iceworks is the only place outside of Asia I have ever seen Beer Lao. Amazing.

We got turkish bread ($10) to start. It was a generous serve of bread, and the large wedges were warmed and very tasty. It was, however, served with one dip. The tomato-based dip tasted a lot like spaghetti sauce sans meat. Weird. I would have loved a hommus or something like that.

My pizza was huge. The crust on it was perfect – thin, crispy, and chewy. It actually reminded me a bit of pita bread. It was great in that it didn’t weigh you down, even though it was so big (ok maybe I’m trying to justify eating so much of it). The toppings were simple but worked together well. I also loved the fact that it wasn’t drowning in cheese – really, just a small amount to hold everything together is all you need, unless you’re hungover. I felt the only thing missing was more herbs, or another sweet flavour to complement the pumpkin – fetta, or spanish onion perhaps.

Beef Cheek Lasagna

The lasagna had been baked in its own little dish. It was very tasty; the beef cheeks definitely added a new twist and bulked up the dish in my opinion. Just quietly – does ‘beef cheeks’ crack anybody else up? It sounds like the name of a Cow Porn mag.

The service was up and down on our visit. The timing was perfect, and dishes were brought out with an excellent space in between, but it took a loooong time for the bill to be collected. I also didn’t get asked if I wanted another drink, even though GG got a second one…small things I know but they make a difference.

Iceworks is probably one of those places you pass by a lot and make a mental note to go, but never actually do. It’s worth a visit: the pizzas are excellent value, the ambience is chic and comfortable, plus the location is handily at the crossroads of Milton, Paddington, and Petrie Terrace. I’ve gotten over the name thing and will probably return in the future.

And if your name is Courtney, and if you’re a dude, I apologise.

Iceworks
Restaurant and Bar
Corner of Given Tce and Dowse Street
Paddington, Brisbane

07 3367 9800

www.iceworks.com.au

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Quick Bites: Valentines Day 2010 Special

Ah, V-Day: you either love it, or you go around scowling and talking about corporate agendas and advertising scams. I’ve had some shockers in my time, even when I wasn’t single. One year I didn’t go out or do anything for it, received no present, and had to pay my (now ex) boyfriend’s towing fee because his car broke down and he had no money. Awesome.

But enough about me and my reckless young love life. Valentines Day is a great excuse to go out and eat some good food. Grab your friends, your homeslice, or your mum and embrace commercial holidays at their best.

1. Play hide’n'seek at Garuva. Okay, you probably should stay in your allocated room and not run rampant in a restaurant, but you’ll have fun at Garuva none the less. It’s very private, with each table curtained off in its own little world. Other romantic restaurants include Montrachet in Paddington, Ceylon Inn in Rosalie and Toowong, and Libertine at the Barracks.

2. Paddle in the moonlight with the Riverlife Adventure Centre. Look, kayaks scare me. There was an incident. I was 12. It was at Tallebudgera Camp School. I don’t want to talk about it. If you’ve got more balls than I, try the Paddle & Dine package. It’s a romantic 90 minute moonlit kayak, plus canapes, dessert, and sparkling wine at a riverside venue. Tickets are $89, and it starts from 7pm at Kangaroo Point. Check out www.riverlife.com.au 

3. Fully embrace the dangers of gas at a four course degustation. How comfortable are you with your lady or lad? Can you imbibe a large amount of rich food and alcohol, and sit there uncomfortably holding your butt cheeks together? Did I just go too far? Check out the Clovely Estate City Cellar Door (Red Hill) degustation with matching wines for $95. The music continue on the way home – you get a take home pack of cheese and chocolates. Toot along to www.clovely.com.au 

Finally, I would like to take this opportunity to wish my homeslice a Happy Valentines Day for this weekend, because he is the shiz. And because I like to make my readers vomit.

Spotlight: Vapiano Launch

I’ve now walked a red carpet twice in my life. The first time, it was worn, quite threadbare, and I’m pretty sure it was red because someone spilt goon on it.

My second red carpet experience was much nicer (and cleaner). Vapiano officially launched last week, and pulled out all the stops to celebrate their opening, fluffy red un-stained carpet to boot.

Fresh basil pots at Vapiano

Vapiano is tucked away in one of the new CBD laneways, Albert Lane. Spread over three levels, the decor is sleek and modern. There are two bars, heaps of seating, and little pots of fresh basil on all of the tables (cute!).

Vapiano Chicken Pizza

We were offered a selection of beer, wine, and champers, but GG and I went with the fruity bellinis. We also sampled one of Vapiano’s dishes – pizza! The Barbqeue Pollo (normally $19) was damn good. Chicken breast, barbeque sauce, onion, smoked cheese, and mozzarella are a winning combo, although the chicken was a little thin on this pizza. The crust was thin and soft, with enough crispiness to hold the toppings. I loved the smoked cheese – it matched perfectly with that whole barbeque theme and made you feel like you were right next to a hot pizza oven.

Across the table GG was chowing down (I lie, she was delicately nibbling) on the Con Carne pizza (normally $19) -
ham, pepperoni, salami, barbecue sauce, own tomato base, and mozzarella. The meat looked a little more generous on this one, and the overall pizza got the thumbs up from GG.

Other dishes at Vapiano include pastas, salad, and antipasto. Prizes are good, too; pizzas and pasta start from $13. It’s surprising, given the surrounds are very swish and have a relaxed upmarket feel.

It’d be an ideal place for groups, as they have a uniqe swipe card system, where each person swipes their own card as they order drinks and food, then presents their own card at the end to pay. The days of awkward bill splitting and cries of “but I didn’t eat any garlic bread, why should I pay the $2 for it?” are long over.

I’ll definitely go back to Vapiano. The pizza was some of the best I’ve had in Brisbane, and it’s excellent value. Now, on to my next red carpet: pass the shiraz, please?

Vapiano
Albert Lane, Brisbane CBD

(07) 3221 4933

www.vapiano.com.au

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