Vegetarians, look away. This Italian-style steakhouse offers an outstanding experience for hardcore meat lovers.
The meat tutorial that kicks off your meal at this Italian-style steakhouse on Kloof never gets tired. It’s dinner and a show: an enormous platter with several cuts of meat is presented at your table, and your server talks up the virtue of each as if he hasn’t already done it a dozen times during this shift.
Behold the flat-iron steak, cut with the grain from the shoulder. This meaty oyster with its web of marbling? The spider steak, carved from the inside of the hip… Although all your old friends are present, rare cuts such as these are the Carne signature. The Picanha rump, beloved by Brazilians for its sturdy layer of fat that hits the grill first, gets the nod and, with salsa verde and a side of thin-cut fries, is everything you’d expect from a supper of steak and chips.
Other items on the menu appeal to a spirit of adventure. A trio of tartare delivers three spheres of hand-cut beef lightly dressed with, respectively, anchovy, salsa verde and lemon, by a chef with complete confidence in the quality of his product. It is refreshing and delicious. The Pan-fried sweetbreads with white wine, butter and sage are both crisp and juicy, and served with a fat quenelle of Carne’s famous potato mash. If you truly love eating, you are by now perfectly content.
A full bar is available, and the wine list is steak-friendly, with a comprehensive selection of reds. Ordering by the glass is on the pricey side, so better bring a friend or two and split a bottle.
Charm is an underrated (and rare) component of good service, but we are in the hands of a gifted young man who looks as though he walked off the set of a Fellini movie to devote himself entirely to our pleasure. Deft and thoughtful, this is service that raises the bar.
The bistro-style interior, with exposed bricks, pale wood and splashes of colour, is inviting, but if you want elbowroom, the outside deck is highly recommended on a windstill evening.
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