White Rabbit Record Bar, 176 Bellair St, Kensington. Phone: 9376 5441
Always been music crazy – and always will be.
But have never been much of a record collector, not really.
Sure, I’ve gone through the occasional phase of accumulating a few originals 45s and 78s along the way.
But for me it’s almost always been about the music, not its format.
Hence these days, in a collection of several thousands CDs, the larger part – and certainly the portion I enjoy with most zeal – comprises releases of music originally released on 45s and 78s and even cylinders anywhere from the 1890s to the 1970s.
It’s all digital but it’s all old, too.
So while being sympathetic, I’ve never a been a member of the cult of vinyl.
Which perhaps explains why early on in our westie life I mentally dismissed White Rabbit as a vinyl hangout that offered nothing much more than a cool space and an option for coffee or wine.
What a surprise then to discover there’s much more to the place – a full kitchen and a lovely back garden setting included – and that that’s been the case for a long while.
As well, in the process of enjoying a lazy mid-week lunch, we’re delighted to find that among the staff members is gentle pooch of a certain age named Jessie, whom we enjoy getting to know while we await our food.
From the specials board, Bennie chooses the B.L.A.T. ($12.50).
It has all the appropriate bits and pieces and does good for him, even if it doesn’t have him metaphorically clicking his heels with glee.
Chosen from a trio of antipasto-style plates, my falafel-based outing ($17.50) has winning points and some that I could happily do without.
The Turkish bread, for instance, is regulation but nicely toasted – making the crackers and wafers a tad superfluous.
The falafel balls are warm and quite good, as are the salad bits and mixed olives.
But the oil-drenched bowl of roast capsicum and cheese distracts.
The best aspect of my lunch are the house-made dips.
The houmus and another based on rocket, coriander, garlic and more are mildly flavoured but very tasty.
I suspect we could’ve chosen our lunches more wisely – perhaps the specials board spinach and fetta borek would’ve wowed us, and we’d for sure be interested in checking out the beef burger with “chunky potatoes” I saw listed a few days prior if the opportunity presents in the future.
But in terms of relaxed vibes, lovely setting and warmth of welcome, we consider our belated discovery of the White Rabbit riches within a fine thing indeed.