Thursday is gnocchi day at Zappa. This little cafe is family owned and have been around for ages. It is a South Melbourne institution. Michael is usually there to greet everyone. “Hi Bella! How are you today?” And I love how this place is decked out. So many memoirs and nic nacs stuck on walls from the past to the present. Photos of family, greeting cards, little notes… all of sentimental value and showcases the history of this little café.
I love gnocchi. To me, it is real comfort food. Heavy with carbs and perfect for winter. A good gnocchi must be feel light and airy when bitten into. The less flour there is, the better and lighter the gnocchi will be. Light touch and a lot of love is required. I believe that there are only certain people in the world that are gnocchi makers.
All 3 of us ordered the gnocchi. @nolajames and I had the duck ragu and @patinoz ordered the bolonaisse. There was a silence of contentment when we tucked in. It was seriously awesome. And when I looked around the room, almost everyone had a plate of gnocchi.
I always tend to give them high praise for simple dishes. And why not? Many bigger and more prominent eateries come and go but it’s those little ones that does not change their menu, stick to what they know, do it well that sicks around for a very long time. When I am back in Singapore, I always return to the same old places. Chicken rice stall in Maxwell, curry fish head in Dempsey, frog legs in Geylang or laksa in Katong. It can be better somewhere else but I just like to head back to familiarity. It gives me a sense of belonging and comfort.
Are you a sentimentalist?