Panama Dining Room – Dani Valent

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3/231 Smith Street, Fitzroy, 9417 7663

My score: 3.5/5

It doesn’t matter how many times I lug myself up the steep stairs to Panama Dining Room, I’m always made at least as breathless by the city views as I am by the long staircase that got me there. This is a quarter-acre-block-sized bar and restaurant, so large that the billiard table and booths look like dollhouse furniture. Enormous windows face east (to the burbs and hills) and south (through plane trees to town). In a town of bolt-holes and boutique hideaways, it’s nice to take a turn in a place that has room for dozens of cool cats to swing, swig, swagger and dine.

Panama Dining Room is casual and comfortable rather than serious or highly polished and the snacky build-your-own-meal menu works well. Chef Ayhan Erkoc has been here almost two years and has slowly moved the menu towards sharing plates, many of which reflect his Turkish heritage in smart, contemporary fashion.

The food isn’t overly showy but the kitchen evidently plays a long game. Ox heart is treated a bit like prosciutto, cured, spiced and hung for six months, then shaved over roasted Savoy cabbage in a pink flurry. Native ingredients get a good look in: the garlic butter that seeps between the leaves is spiked with blood lime, an indigenous citrus hybrid. The salty funkiness of the ox, the succulent crush of collapsed cabbage and the bright pop of the lime combine to create a dish of depth, balance and interest. A jaunty quail entree is similarly poised. The bird is steamed then fried, keeping it nice and juicy, then it’s glazed with a sherry caramel. It’s served with a fresh-cut spicy carrot salad.

Every restaurant seems to have a cauliflower dish on the menu – it’s the veg version of pork belly, once unloved, now ubiquitous. When it’s as good as Panama’s cauli, I’m not complaining. Broken into florets and fried to a deep golden, it’s served over a yoghurt and molasses sauce that harks back to a Turkish breakfast Erkoc’s parents used to make him. Slivers of preserved lemon and a good sprinkle of za’atar spice further anchor the dish in the Middle East.

Fazzoletti is Italian for handkerchiefs and it describes the pasta that’s draped over roasted pumpkin and a silky pine nut sauce. A sunny egg yolk lolls on top, taking the dish into veg-friendly carbonara territory. It’s lovely.

The menu is pleasingly seasonal, right down to a dessert that showcases mandarin as sherbet, custard, sorbet and even its preserved skin. If you’re a mandarin fan like I am, you’ll love it: it’s gentle, subtle and refreshing. A chocolate dessert speaks less of winter yet much of joy. White chocolate mousse and sorrel granita are the smooth and tart counterpoints for shards of meringue dusted with dehydrated Davidson plum, another Australian fruit.

Panama Dining Room has had various iterations over the years ranging from grungy to glam. The current version is easy, energised and – bonus – you can build up an appetite as you slog your way up the stairs. [Note: there is wheelchair access via a lift.]

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First published in The Age, 11th June 2017.

2018-05-04T13:48:43+10:00

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