Lately I have been working very hard to meet deadlines at work and now I am reaping the rewards of all those extra hours with a fews days out of the office. This is particularly sweet as my husband, Dave, is a school teacher and is currently on holidays as well!
So, on a much needed day off, Dave and I took the opportunity to cover a 'hotspot' not far from where I work. Lotus Story is in Ultimo (even though their website only mentions their Olympic Park location). The first thing you notice when entering the Lotus Story, is the stunning interior of the building, a space that doubles as a cafe/Vietnamese restaurant during the day, and a wine bar at night. Lotus Story is a beautiful warehouse conversion with an industrial feel, evident in its exposed ceiling, decaying walls and concrete floors. There is also a stunning light feature that hangs in the middle of the high ceiling, which really adds to the contemporary aesthetic.
Then there is the food! We enjoyed an absolutely delicious Pho soup, along with a variety of rice paper rolls including lemongrass beef, roast duck and puffed tofu. The flavours were just so fresh and well balanced, with lots of herbs and spices characteristic of great Vietnamese food. And to top things off, their coffee was great too. To view the Lotus Story menu click here.
Lotus Story Ultimo - 1-3 Smail St Ultimo, NSW 2007
The Lotus Story.
Its Sunday afternoon in busy Saigon. Walking along the busy streets of swerving motorbikes and dodging pedestrians, you turn into a narrow quiet street. You begin to hear the laughter of children as they chase and play with their neighbouring friends. You walk further, and you are drawn by elderly lads relaxing with their chess board, but with what energy they have left, boasting about their youthful day. You wait, and your nose is soon gripped by a deep and inviting smell of sweet marinade burning on the char…in a sudden, all just cease their activities, and gather in towards a small home in the corner of the street..towards that smell. Drawn, you walk towards there and find that everyone has assumed their position on the floor of the living room, circular from eldest to youngest. They are waiting for something, some one. In an instant, a young girl emerges from the kitchen holding a plate of fresh salad and herbs, followed an older lady, seems to be her mother with a platter of charred meats…Finally, an elderly women emerges slowly with her walking stick holding a small plate of dessert…They assume the last few empty spots that have been obviously designated to them….welcome to the house of Doan. Welcome to Lotus Story, a Doan’s family tradition.