After a quick Coopers pale at the Oxford Scholar (a rather average pub but with very attractive beer pricing), we took the tram down Swanston Street to the Fed Square superstop and walked across Princes Bridge. The directions for meeting were somewhat vague - "how about trying that new bar on the river at Hamer Hall?" But Mr 30 was easy to spot, sitting on the terrace in the late afternoon sunshine with a Mountain Goat hightail ale.
Saké is somewhat expensive ($12 for local beer? Really?) but the food is both delicious and stunningly presented. My absolute favourite baby edamame came in a rustic ceramic dish, all aglitter with salt crystals and perfectly cooked.
The kingfish jalapeño looked like an artist's palette (the palette of a very neat and precise artist) and the tonkatsu cups were even prettier, although not too pretty for the other discoverers to eat. There was also a dish of tofu which was a light crispy salty delight. I think I had eaten up all the tofu before I remembered to take a photo of these beautiful dishes.
|Dishes at Saké|
|Dusk at Saké|