





Tarte Tatin - Open Faced Upside Down Classic French Apple Tart
n. An obsession with grandiose or extravagant things or actions. In particular an unabashed appetite for gustatory pleasures, for there truly is no sincerer love than the love of food.






Tarte Tatin - Open Faced Upside Down Classic French Apple Tart
















All set for a red hot night, I was on the edge of my seat excitedly anticipating my Margarita. Turns out we were advised not to bother ordering by the pitcher and instead opt by the glass for more value for money (the glass sizes play a big part here I believe) – Oh Australia!
The strawberry Margarita is halfway decent as is the lime at $AU 7 each. Having arrived at 8.30 and with last orders for the night being processed (the place shuts hop by 9.30 which means a night with the amigos must commence early and wrap up soon, or be shifted elsewhere relatively pre-maturely) we opted for a four way platter (complete scam since this sufficed for two, or I just have an incredibly mean appetite –not a question, but perhaps it is a fact).

First things first I said hola to four slabs of baby back ribs each containing four 3 inch ribs of questionable prior cooking since they were slightly dried out. The loaded potato skins had been boiled and simply finished in the oven resulting in squeezy, mashed potato texture that is not customary after having bit into the golden-brown crunchy skin crust – not what I was expecting. The quesadillas were deep fried and stuffed with a thin layer of tasteless, incognito cheese that made guessing what and where it was from an unsolved mystery.
Mini chimichunga cigar rolls feigning deep-fried spring roll pastry filled with chicken were tasty but somewhat out of place in its role as a Mexican ‘food’ on the platter. Somehow with all the chaos and incoherencies of the platter, it came into its own context along with the other could-be, would-be should-be treats reminiscent of something a la Mexican. The platter came with a bowl of runny, sloppy over chopped watered-down salsa (I could make better with my eyes closed) and an Aussie mixed green garden salad with a dollop of sour cream and olives.
All in all, Cha Chi’s serves up food that is vaguely Mexican, yet lacks the tell-tale punchy, robust flavours that belong to the dusty arid, region south of the border.
Monday and Tuesday nights are all you can eat nachos, burritos, and enchiladas – although rumour has it the service can be torturous.


Above Chef Jimmys Beef with Turned Potatoes, Baby Carrots, Demi-Glace with Fried Shredded Leeks. Below, my version - a long way to go





Enjoying Sweet-Sour Chinese Style Pork






Nicoise Salad served up as a composed salad - Grilled Tuna Steak with Mayonnaise over rings of boiled egg and red onion, latice of split haricot verts, finished with Kalamata Olives, Yellow Grape Tomatoes and Red Wine Vinegrette Dressing
Tuna-Cream Cheese and Asparagus Pinwheel Sandwiches and Rye Open-Faced Sandwich with Chive Butter, Romaine Lettuce, Pastrami and Potato Salad

Ham and Olives with Cream Cheese
Roast Duck with Confit Orange Zest and Blackcurrant Jelly, garnished with Chevril
Cocktail Platter - Smoked Salmon Sushi, Spinach, Feta and Ham Filo Triangles, Scrambled Egg and Smoked Salmon Puffs, Curry Puffs, Spring Rolls, Grilled Meat Balls, Fried Pork and Prawn Wontons
Chef Jimmy whips up a South East Asian Inspired Salad
Seafood Salad with Grapefruit and Mint
