Red and White feels untouched, undiscovered, and by the end of my evening here, I just want to tell everyone in the 4101 area (and beyond) that it shouldn’t be left that way.
Earlier in the blog, when I first started writing the 411 on 4101 for The West End Magazine, I spoke of my love of the area for its hidden gems, for the secrets spots that can be discovered down alleyways and in corners – Red and White typifies this notion. Yes, this is the kind of place I was talking about. It’s modest and honest, there is no pretention from the staff or the space as a whole.
This is another spot that Nic insists needs my attention – ‘the food is amazing’, she tells me. I can’t think of many other Peruvian restaurants in Brisbane and I look forward to devouring its offerings weeks in advance.
We arrive and the words Red and White (the colours of the Peruvian flag) are illuminated in flashing lights – literally – calling us in and welcoming us to our impending night in Peru.
It’s Tuesday night and it’s a little quiet in here, which surprises me a little because from my first impressions, I’m already a little bit in love with it – the décor is Red and White (fitting) and pictures of beautiful mountainous Peru and Machu Picchu catch my eye before I open my menu.
It’s BYO here so we eagerly open our bottle of Pinot but our lovely young waitress begins by excitedly telling us they will be licenced in just a few weeks with a great selection of South American drinks and beer – another drawcard! We tell her we’ll be back in a few weeks to try them.
We decide to share a few things and so we order what Nic had when she was here: Empanadas, Octopus and Scallops and fish marinated in lime juice.
These dishes are all delicious and I would happily order them again the next time I come. But we’re feeling a little cheeky tonight and so we also order dessert (to share) and oh my… this is amazing. A South American take on Crème Brulee, which is, quite honestly, a little bit of heaven in an oversized martini glass. Nic and I scold ourselves for saying we’d share; it’s gone in minutes.
Before we leave, we thank the chefs and spend a few minutes meeting and chatting to the owner, Johann Castro. Johann is originally from Lima, Peru. He met his wife, Cathyline when in Brisbane, fell in love over a shared love of food and decided to partner with Peruvian chef Ricardo Rendon to start the Peruvian magic that ignites so authentically in Red and White.
This place is a treasure and it’s so worth stopping in – for the food, for the people, to hear some stories about this far away land that I hope to find my feet on one day. I am intrigued now, about Peru, about its cuisine and about its stories.
This was more than dinner; (although I can’t help but say again that the food was faultless and delectable) – 4101ers you have a hidden treasure at your footsteps … next time you’re trying to think of somewhere different to eat at and somewhere you may not have been before – this is one to remember. Amongst all the bustle of Boundary Street and the hub of activity that is ever-present on Stanley St, there is a placed tucked in on Melbourne Street, just waiting for you to find your feet in.