RESTAURANT REVIEW || Camus, Northcote

Melbourne newcomer, Camus combines Moorish spice and classic French technique with a big dose of heart.

Front bar at Camus. IMAGE: supplied

Front bar at Camus. IMAGE: supplied

Twentieth Century philosopher, Albert Camus, once penned an existential essay, The Myth of Sisyphus, about a man’s futile exercise of pushing a boulder up a mountain over and over just to see it roll back down (over and over).

In High Street, Northcote, there’s a big hill (Rucker’s Hill), but no such wearying challenges for the strip’s prospering flock of cafe owners and restaurateurs. The place is positively buzzing – on both sides of the slope, and the Algerian-French accented Camus is one of the strip's brightest new stars. 

I recently donned my hat and wig to check it out for Australian Traveller magazine. In true North African style, the food was aromatic, generous and super tasty. If you love Moorish flavours you should totally get over and give it a try.

Camus' Turkish delight shuffle with pistachio baklava and halva ice-cream. IMAGE: supplied.

Camus' Turkish delight shuffle with pistachio baklava and halva ice-cream. IMAGE: supplied.

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CAMUS

61 High Street

Northcote. Vic.

 

HOURS: Dinner Wed-Sun, 6pm–late; Lunch Fri-Sun, midday-3pm.

w: camusrestaurant.com.au

NEW OPENING || Romeo Lane

Seeing a great venue disappear is often a thing of sad regret – particularly if it bows out while still on its game. Then there are the times when a good place folds to make way for something new, different and equally – if not, more – appealing, as is the case at CBD newcomer Romeo Lane.

IMAGE:  Simon Shiff  for Broadsheet Media

IMAGE: Simon Shiff for Broadsheet Media

The space that was once home to everybody's favourite low-lit shoebox, Von Haus is now a grown-up, vintage-style cocktail bar called Romeo Lane. Owners Joe and Rita (she's pictured above) insist on table service and the finest ingredients, plus they're open from midday -- which means you can now live out any number of whiskey-fuelled Mad Men fantasies on your next lunch break. What's not to love? 

Read the full article on Broadsheet here.