A leftover-less weekday is always a good excuse to try a new restaurant in the CBD. I was attending a Crave dinner that day, so I thought a Let’s Do Lunch on the same day would be too much (for my wallet and body). From the places around the office a name rang a bell: Bar Cupola. A quick check at the online menu made me crave a crisp skin barramundi dish, but the warning was on: “Menu on the Website not guaranteed to be the latest.”.
The physical menu confirmed my fear: instead of the roast salad of asparagus, fennel, cherry tomatoes, olives and chat potatoes tossed in pesto, the barramundi was served with green beans, spiced cauliflower puree, wild rocket, raisins and flaked almonds, and a caramelised balsamic dressing. Not bad, I thought, maybe more wintery than the other version (which I failed to realise was dated April 2009, duh!), but appealing. I don’t normally eat legumes, but when I do I prefer them to be green beans or snow peas, so that was not an issue.
Service was ultra friendly, which is a good thing in such a stiff environment (the restaurant is located in the foyer of a slightly outdated corporate building). My meal didn’t take too long to arrive and I tucked straight in. It wasn’t bad but wasn’t that good either. In my opinion the flavour combination was a bit chaotic, and the vegetable content scarce. There was cardamom, a spice that I like only when is well matched; in this case I found it out of place. The dish was a tad too salty (and I’m not a low salt eater) but there was something else that I couldn’t pinpoint until it was too late: the cauliflower puree wasn’t a cauliflower puree. It was potato mash, perhaps with a few florets mixed in.
Crisp skin barramundi with green beans, spiced cauliflower puree, wild rocket, raisins and flaked almonds, and a caramelised balsamic dressing ($25.00)
So it was not only the flavour that wasn’t that great for me, but also the presence of potatoes and dairy, foods I avoid because I don’t like how they impact my health. My biggest regret was ordering that meal on a day I had a scheduled cheat meal (read more in my next post). My body can manage cheat meals better when they’re surrounded by lots of clean meals. The moral of the story? Always ask what’s in the dish, even if the description sounds detailed enough.
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Sydney NSW 2000
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