Brisbane is not well known in the culinary circles as a fantasy land for fabulous food. If anything when I told people that I was about to spend a few days there, I was offered condolences and told to pack my uggboots. With a reputation as Australia’s feral capital city with little to offer I was determined to have a mind-blowing gastronomic experience that would challenge all the sceptics.
I enlisted the support of a gaggle of gorgeous single friends to come with me on my adventure. First stop – Euro Brasserie for a pre-dinner drink, followed by dinner at E’cco. The Euro is a chic European inspired brasserie that reeks of cool. With a laser cut metal entrance screen inset with green and pink glass, you feel as if you are walking through a portal to another land bathed in a cosmic orange glow. We were served by a really slick bar chic who just happened to have made Brisbane her home after jetting in from her home town of Bermuda to follow a hot local dude she had met. It is amazing how far we are prepared to go for love! She served us a Dirty Martini and Manhattan to die for. Not surprising The Euro has just nabbed the top award for Brisbane’s best drinking hole.
With our heads still buzzing from our potent cocktails, our gaggle headed off to dinner at E’cco. E’cco has quite an illustrious history been owned and operated by Philip Johnsen, a kiwi born food glitterati who has been reknowned as one of Australia’s most lauded foodie imports. This prized locale has won the Remy Martin Cognac/Australian Gourmet Traveller Restaurant of the Year award. We couldn’t wait to find out whether it would actually deliver. Housed in a century old former tea warehouse on the fringe of Brisbane’s central business district, E’cco has a bold and bright look with plenty of glass, salsa-red and aubergine-purple walls, polished Masonite floor, plain wood tables and chairs.
The menu was so impressive we decided to order a selection of dishes and share them. For entrées, we ordered duck liver parfait, beetroot jam, duck prosciutto,frisée & candied walnuts; seared scallops, celeriac purée, chorizo, apple, shaved fennel & saffron dressing and grilled quail, roast pear, parsnip, rocket & green peppercorn sauce. The dishes were all sublime. My favourite was the rich and creamy duck liver parfait. Spread on house-made tartines, the parfait melted in my mouth and was perfectly complemented by the sweetness of the beetroot jam and the crunch of the toasted walnuts. By far the best duck liver parfait I have ever had in Australia.
For mains we shared a selection of moroccan-spiced lamb rump, carrot purée, cavolo nero, persian fetta & olives; grain-fed angus beef, brussels sprouts, bacon, king brown mushrooms & mustard cream and a luxurious dish of fennel & chilli spiced pork belly, caramelised apple purée & pomegranate jus. The sheer flavours of these dishes sent us all into an erotic tail-spin and we all closed our eyes to fully savour the sensory overload.
For dessert, our palate was brought to a heady climax as we devoured a perfect pear tarte tatin, pecan crumble, honey & thyme ice cream and sticky date pudding, butterscotch sauce &
ginger custard.
After such an awe inspiring food experience one thing is for sure, Brisbane’s food scene has gone through a major evolution. I am hard pressed to fault the quality of the food we experienced, the stellar service and the super stylish ambience of Brisbane’s bars and eateries. Leave your ugg boots at home, in Brisbane it’s all about glamming it up and keeping your heels on for a great night out!
Passion Rating★★★★★
Food:★★★★★
Service:★★★★★
Ambiance:★★★★★
Overall:★★★★★
Food:★★★★★
Service:★★★★★
Ambiance:★★★★★
Overall:★★★★★