Bizerca is one those places that you hear about and, after reading the menu, lust over. It’s nestled in an odd location in the foreshore, where I can’t imagine they get very much passing traffic. However even on a week-night they filled up quickly and I got the impression that many of the diners were regulars. Always a good sign.
The printed menu is supplemented by chalk boards offering up delicious sounding starters and mains that made choosing what to eat very hard. Items not seen on most restaurant’s menus like pigs trotter and tartar make for some interesting debates.
I went with the artichoke and scallop starter and my main was a braised lamb dish. The food was good, but not incredible; my lamb was a little overdone. For dessert I had the chocolate fondant and Crème brûlée with a berry sorbet which was perfect in every way.
Highs: Great service, the dessert was spectacular.
Lows: While the food was good, I didn’t feel like it quite lived up to the hype. Having a medium rare dish served sliced and still getting it wrong is not something you expect when you’re at a place like Bizerca.
In Brief: Bizerca is a lovely restaurant with a wide selection of, sometimes unique, dining options and generally good food, but slight attention to detail issues and a somewhat expensive menu make it difficult to want to make it one of our regular spots.
I give it three and a half stars.
I’m having the best birthday evar! Thanks to everyone who’s making it so awesome, but most of all to Lynnae for being the world’s best girlfriend!
For the last couple of weeks I’ve been adventuring into the wonderfully rewarding world of baking bread. There is something quite zen about baking bread. The effort that goes into kneading the dough until it is just right and then the magical chemistry that takes place while the yeast has a party eating up all the sugars and farting all that C02 making the dough rise.