Mozzarella Bar, 103 Victoria Street, Seddon. Phone: 9687 0097
Some time before the end of year, Bennie will become taller than his dad.
His shoe size is already a step up from mine, so to speak.
This is all a far cry from his first appearance in Consider The Sauce – a late 2010 review of Laksa King in Flemington.
It’s to Bennie’s considerable credit that in that time he has continued to thrive in two separate homes with two very different adults/parents.
I was never going to be a movie-and-Maccas-once-a-month kind of dad.
Which isn’t to say I don’t mostly enjoy the bachelorhood our arrangement affords me.
Though things can get a little scary.
So the Bennie times are to be preferred, bringing a centredness and a sense of belonging.
On his first night back with dad, I generally make sure we have a meal at home – just to settle in once more and knuckle down for the work/school week ahead.
So this week, Sunday night dinner is yummy pies from a new Werribee bakery, tomato salad and yogurt/cucumber/garlic dip.
What we can do on such nights, however, is go for a post-dinner promenade around the nighbourhood.
Bennie sometimes may take a little persuading to leave the house, but once we’re out and about he truly digs walking the streets with his old man.
And happily, and despite their much-discussed trendy veneer, Yarraville and Seddon offer very, very little by way of food and drink temptations on a cold Sunday night – they’re pretty much locked-down and shut-up like small country towns.
This reduces us mostly to bat-spotting and talking to cats – no problem!
But Mozzarella Bar is changing all that.
As we enter, Bennie has his mind fixated on Nutella calzone.
But a quick glance at the menu reminds me of the eye-catching Italian doughnuts I spied on my first visit here.
Oh boy, these are good!
Our zeppole are hot, chewy, crunchy with cinnamon sugar and spiked with plump sultanas. They’re served with a just-right bowl of cream infused with vanilla and coffee.
A $11 serve of five is fine to share for two lads who have already consumed a healthy dinner.
Our cafe latte and hot chocolate arrive, as requested, within seconds of our dessert – a touch of class and timing we appreciate.
As we depart, I ask Bennie which he thinks the superior concept – zeppole or Nutella calzone.
“Maybe if they deep-fried the calzone!” he quips.
Now, THERE’S an idea …
Check out Temasek’s review here.