FOMO. Awesome food and wine, marred ever so slightly by imperfect service. That is not to say that service was bad. It’s just not at the level of what you would expect from a degustation experience of this calibre. Part of this is no doubt intentional – this is meant to be informal and fun – but the other part has you wondering how long it will be until your next course will arrive – and what it will be. You look over at other tables and have a guess, but there’s no telling until the food arrives at your table. This is where I had my main issue with Orana – it’s quite possible that you won’t get the same as what everyone else does in the restaurant. Yeah, spending this much on food is incredibly bourgeois and complaining about inequality is ridiculously ironic, but I couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed when our table didn’t get the marron everyone else did – especially when it’s a signature dish. But I don’t want this to discourage anyone who wants to go from going. The restaurant works on what produce is supplied to them and it’s inevitable that there will be times when they won’t have enough for all diners on the night. Everything else is superb and given the limited number of staff they have, service is pretty good. Even when one of your dining party is drunk and calling into question the authenticity of Jock’s family haggis recipe. Face palm. Anyway, if you love food, love being surprised by new textures and want to see how native Australian produce can be integrated into contemporary dining, – go.

Location

Rundle Street, City Centre, Adelaide, SA