The mad scramble begins. Supermaxi, a new upmarket pizza and pasta restaurant on St George’s Rd in North Fitzroy, has already been reviewed by EssJay eats, Melbourne gastronome, Eat our way up High St and Broadsheet, and I want in on the action. When I mentioned it to a friend last week she said ‘it sounds like a pad’. Maybe she was being negative because she’s gluten intolerant and can’t eat there. I don’t get the name either but I don’t care as the food is brilliant. I ate there on Tuesday night and it was full. Bursting full of hungry people. The staff were frantic but seemed to be coping quite well.
Fat slices of battered deep fried beetroot. Sensational battered deep fried cauliflower with sweet onions (see pics of both in the review by Eat our way up High St). Entrees get a big tick, and a hug and a kiss too. Mains get a gold star, a grope and a tongue in the ear. The rabbit penne is succulent and the baddabing pizza with pork sausage, heavily flavoured with fennel, needs a good spanking. The espresso is fine and may well come home with you on a first date.
I apologise again for the lack of photos – the combination of low yellow light and lots of yellow and red food makes for terrible photos. I am beginning to think that low lighting in restaurants is designed specifically to thwart food bloggers!
Go now before it becomes impossible to get in. The only possible argument against eating at Supermaxi (apart from menstrual phobia) is the fear of being too white. White people like Supermaxi. It’s so very North Fitzroy. My dining companion (the one who likes to play with her food), a woman of Chinese descent, appeared to be the only person in the room obviously not of European descent. Does having an Asian friend makes me extra white?