Saint Crispin is in the rather rundown/up and coming/trendy (delete as applicable) neighbourhood of Collingwood and from the outside looks like any number of other "on-trend" restaurants vying for business.
Inside and the place is exactly what you'd expect on one side the bar & open kitchen and on the other the tables running down towards the door.
We had a drink to start with (an impeccable IPA for me):
some Champagne for Laura, an Old Fashioned for Ali, some water for Debbie (she was driving) and a peruse of the menu:
The "what to have" discussion started with whether or not there was anything on the menu any of us wouldn't eat and also anything we'd be annoyed if we didn't try. This as anyone who knows knows is another way of saying "what are we doing, two, three, five or seven courses?"
In the end we decided that there really wasn't anything we wouldn't eat and as Laura and I will probably only eat here once, and the two Chefs who were on master chef .au were in the kitchen, it'd be remiss if we didn't go the whole hog.
So once the two star struck teenagers had calmed down:
we asked the waitress to have the Head Chef give us seven his finest dishes, and also to let the Sommelier know that we (Ali and I at least) would like the matching selection of wines.
The meal was to consist of three Entree, two Main and two Deserts but first up was an amus bush which was a smokie bacon "praline" cracker topped with goats curd accompanied by bread, butter and onion cream.
What an opener; it was glorious :-))
Then we headed for the first course:
of Yellowfin tuna, calamari, mussels, tapioca and rocket. This was a fantastic starter; the tuna was so tender, the tapioca smokey & crispy and the creamed rocket dressing fantastic.
Next up was Asparagus, roasted parmesan custard, radish and gazpacho:
again this was a hit and it was crucial to eat all of the little oat flakes as they had somehow been flavoured and were so good.
This was followed by Atlantic salmon, parsley risotto, prawn, broad bean and peas:
The salmon was perfectly blushing and the risotto cooked spot on. One word sums up this dish beautiful.
Three dishes and one amus bush gone and were on a roll. I can't fault anything so far!
Following on from the salmon was Quail, chorizo, polenta, sherry and South Australian olives:
Again the attention to detail was amazing, the quail (which I've never tried before) was amazing as was the polenta crisp which was slightly charred. The flavour of these elements was complimented superbly by the taste of the olive tapenade smear and the sweetness of the sherry & chorizo which also had just the right amount of heat.
Next came the piece de resistance:
Bannockburn chicken in the style of coq au vin, bacon and shiitake. This was amazing and the contrasting textures of the chicken were superb.
Now you may be wondering why I said this was the piece de resistance because all of the courses thus far have been equally spectacular, but this dish you see was brought to the table (and introduced), not by the waiters, but by the Chef. A great touch we all thought.
No photos of that moment (and as you know if there's no photos it didn't happen) but I can assure you that both Ali and Laura's faces were a picture as the Chef leaned in close to describe the dish. On the other side of the table Debbie and I were trying to act all cool, hence no photo :-((
Now we're into the home straight with the first desert:
which was Mango cremeux, jasmine rice, lime and yogurt.
Now before you start screaming or calling the men with straight jackets let me explain the rice is right there, centre stage, shaped into a quenelle of ice cream.
The flavour and texture were great as was the lime and yogurt crumb which had been dried and gave a nice additional texture to the smoothness of the ice cream and the mango cremeux.
The final course was not on the menu but was a hot, chocolate soufflé:
and dare I say it was a little too big.
Having said that I didn't leave a bit and my only real issue was with the presentation of mine as it had moved a little in transit from the kitchen meaning you could see how the coaster that the soufflé was sitting on was adhered to the plate.
Turns out, though, that this was a blessing in disguise as the coaster was on some raspberry purée which I'd otherwise not have known was there :-))
Finally we got an extra course which was a small petite foeur:
which was an ideal way to complete the meal.
As mentioned at the start Ali and I had matching wines, which were the perfect accompaniment to each of the courses but unfortunately I don't have the details.
So to sum up, what can I say to sum up dinner at Saint Crispin; best ever, superlative, deserve a visit from the Michelin man are all phrases that spring to mind.
To put this into context I thought it was much better than Andrew Fairley (not too difficult) in my humble opinion and maybe even better than Castle Terrace (and it takes a lot to say that); might need to go there again, when I'm back in Scotland, to make sure?!