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The festive season always takes my food consumption into what most would consider excessive. So being mindful of my expanding booty I found peace with the menu at Cantina. You can't feel too bad about house smoked salmon on rocket with slow eggs drizzled in zesty capers and pine nuts. And aren't the calories of banana bread with maple butter best shared with friends?
The first of my food endeavours with the Blue Apocalypse. This momentus occasion deserved a trip to Cantina and it was as if they knew we were coming. When we locked eyes with the cheesy toast, mushroom puree, walnut, slow cooked egg with new season manjimup black truffle that was it. Dreamy ...
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occelli testun di barolo (cow/goat's milk, Italy) petit camembert (cow's milk, France) blue des basques (sheep's milk, Basque) served with fresh apple, fresh fig loaf, heavenly dense biscuits and fruit paste
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Monday, 16 October 2011 In the lead up to the Beaufort Street Festival I wanted to show a little love to four of my favourite places.
What better way to get to know Beaufort Street than a progressive dinner between four of Mt Lawley's most treasured venues. Must Winebar, The Beaufort Street Merchant, Cantina 663 and new kid on the block Raah joined forces to create a sensational night of food and wine.
Canapes and Mumm Champagne at Must’s newly refurbished Champagne Lounge Rustic, entrees at Beaufort Street Merchant with matching wine Modern Middle Eastern main courses at Raah with matching wine Finishing up at Cantina 663 for all things sweet including fortified wine
120 guests, 4 venues, full and happy tummies.
Special thanks ... to all who attended Matt O'Donohue and Adam Nalapraya for capturing the magic in their photography Russell Blaikie of Must Winebar Scott, Angie and Hannah of The Beaufort Street Merchant Troy and Josie of Raah Alex and Sally of Cantina 663
We celebrated Christel's 30th birthday the one way we know. With good food, good wine and many martinis. Cantina has held a place in my heart for many moons now. With nights like this when you stroll down Memory Lane it is hard not to keep going back.
