I had a crap day at work where the kids all left their brains at home. Seriously. Simple instructions were left unfollowed. Kids were trying every trick in the book to get out of doing work, and I didn't have time to finish my coffee. I ate my frustration aka lunch aka feelings at about 11am, and dreamed of drowning in a vat of wine and cheese while on the couch upon my return home.
We went to Ace Pizza instead.
We had our drink orders taken within about 5 minutes of being sat down, and our food orders were quick to be sorted as well. We got the Baby Blue Eyes pizza (house made sausage, kale, mozzarella, san marzarno tomatoes and garlic oil, $22), pork ribs with slaw ($18), and flat iron quail with potato cake ($17). Our drinks arrived and very shortly and our pizza surprisingly swift as well - one thing you can say about Ace, the service and food delivery does not leave you waiting around!
The pizza was nice, however we both agreed we've made better at home. It was pretty scant with the sausage, and the base was floppy, but we really enjoyed the flavour of the tomato sauce on the base. It was heavy on the kale, which was nice if you like kale - but in big chunks, so that paired with the floppy base meant this was a knife n fork job, unless you want to be taking one bite and bringing all the toppings with you, leaving a sad, naked floppy base. The flavour was fine, but it wasn't mind blowing. I think the hero of most pizzas is the base, it makes or breaks it. This one wasn't up to scratch.
Anyway the highlight of the quail was the potato cake - a pressed wedge of wafer thin potatoes roasted/fried to crispy goodness made me happy. Considering the quail was pretty meh, it needed a strong contender like fried potato to back it up. The dressing to me tasted weird. That's not really an advanced culinary term but I didn't like it, so I didn't eat it, which meant I couldn't dissect it's bits. The majority of it was left untouched.
The grilled orange segment was a nice touch, however that scent holds bad memories of a party I had at my parents place when I was 15 and they were outta town. I grew up in the country, we had to make our own fun. That sometimes involved BBQs, oranges and first aid.
To sum up, the whole place left me not that keen to come back. The hype surrounding this joint, in my opinion was not justified. Would I go back? Maybe, but it wouldn't be my choice. If friends were having dinner there, I'd go no worries. Would I suggest it? No. Considering the quality of what the rest of the Beaufort St strip offers, I wouldn't want to waste my precious kilojoule intake on sub par pizza and bad salads. The beer list wasn't great either.
You don't make friends with salad anyway.