We checked out the just-opened Chianti Bar and Bistro in North Fitzroy. It's the new baby of the owners of one of our absolute favourite cafes (going out for breakfast always seems much more acceptable, for some strange reason) Mixed Business, which is just down the road. We've always liked what they do in the am, so trying out some after dark stuff seemed like a pretty obvious, and safe, step.
It's a small place in a strip of cafes and restaurants in a part of town we don't think of going to for night time stuff, and it's charming. It's got neon lights on the windows, exposed brick walls and, the best, I think, bits – old doors between the various rooms. It looks as though a lot of the more structural things haven't changed since, say, the 1940s. I have a real thing for places that keep their character (and fittings, where possible) and I love the cosy, familiar feeling it gives me. It's a friendly spot, somewhere to go to for quiet nights of carb-loading comfort that I think I will enjoy even more when it's properly cold outside.
Speaking of carb-loading, we gave that a very good go – the zucchini flowers were the only green thing we put in our mouths the whole evening. Next time I must remember to order a salad and not just think about it; I rather conveniently forgot as I shoveled fluffy, crispy batter and orecchiette into my face. Don't know how that happened!. We took breaks from eating to get through a carafe of red, which is enough to get me sparkly-eyed and warm, and enjoy all the "moons" outside, and helped make the tram ride home that much more bearable too. Actually, it was completely fine – dare I say it, but we might just have found a sort of local here.