It’s the sort of thing we all say: “I’ll meet you at Movida Next Door at 6.30.”
Of course, you can’t squeeze in without a 40 minute wait. And Movida itself is full. And an ill-tempered waitress at Coda inevitably tells you to F-ck off.
Next time, try dropping into The Little Press & Cellar (listen out for really annoying music) for a couple of drinks and a few nibbles. The staff are welcoming and the selection of wines and snacks is worth it. Try a bottle of Holly’s Garden pinot gris ($56), the mikro bifteki and kataifi prawns. And it goes without saving that with the Greek heritage of George Calombaris, the olives are excellent.
I don’t know about you, but despite early grumpiness over bloggers, George seems to be a good bloke and extremely hardworking. The other week I caught him shelling pistachios for a lunch with Elan Arzak.
What do you think about George?