




Produce picked in the morning, making its way to your plate by lunchtime. Chiswick boasts an impressive 150 square meter kitchen garden situated next to the light filled greenhouse restaurant. We are seated on a big beautiful round table surfaced with patches of dark and light grey metallic flecks, with plenty of room to spread out; a hard find when you venture further in to the cramped spaces of the CBD. Outside our window a horticulturist tends to the Chiswick garden, prepping it for the beginning of spring.
This seems to be the spot for ladies who lunch, at 12:30pm on a Wednesday the room is filled with well-dressed crowds of women sipping on champagne. We order quickly, knowing exactly what we came for – the famous Chiswick lamb sourced from Matt Moran’s family farm located on the Central Tablelands, but before we dive in we start with the garden radish (picked from the Chiswick garden), whipped ricotta and celery salt. A light, crunchy, flavoursome delight and a perfect, not-too-filling, segue to the lamb.
The lamb is cooked overnight and put in to the wood oven to crisp, it arrives with baby eggplant and chermoula; we pull the bone out clean and the rest of the meat shreds apart with the softest touch of my fork. The lamb is remarkably tender, however a bit ambitious to share between two. A salad is needed to cut through the richness of the lamb, go for the garden salad; an offering of fresh produce picked straight from the garden outside the window.
We got about halfway through the lamb before claiming defeat. We traded desert for a walk around the garden with one of the chefs, Tom, who showed us around, picking sugar snap peas, mint and rocket straight from the earth for us to taste. It was clear that not much needed to be done to the dishes; great produce was key. Tom told us about the struggles and benefits of growing an organic garden. Infestations mean the whole crop, along with the soil needs to be completely dug up and replaced- a tough price to pay for not using pesticides. But when the pH level of the soil is in tact and the garden is bursting at the seams, excess produce is given to the local school.
We joke about the edible flowers growing along one row, something Tom detests from his many years in the fine dining industry. The garden is currently filled with lemons, sugar snap peas, oregano, mint, lavender (for the bees & the cocktail bar), mizuna, rocket and some tomatoes on the way!
EM