Soul Bar & Bistro, Viaduct

There's a rule of thumb I've often heard mentioned by 'foodie' European holidaymakers. There are those who will tell you that the best, and best value food to be found in beachside towns is invariably in the restaurants with the worst views. The one tucked away down a sidestreet, not the one with the luscious harbour or beach views and sundrenched decks. As an entirely food-focused rule, it's fairly astute, as expensive ground rents and building costs tend to move a restaurateur's focus rapidly from quality to high-margin quantity. However, speaking for myself, I'd rather eat good food in a clean place with a great view, than great food whilst watching cockroaches scuttle across cracked lino in a darkened corner somewhere.

Eating in Auckland's Viaduct Harbour, though, stirs some of this old prejudice in me still. It's an expensive, high profile place to set up. It's the dead centre of Auckland's tourism industry. It's a mecca for stag and hen parties, after-work drinks and overseas conference attendees. Traditional wisdom would suggest that it's the last place one would go for a great meal out with a few friends.

Traditional wisdom also once suggested the world was flat.

As we've seen, the Bar / Restaurant combo is a tricky one to get right. Lively, enthusiastic drinking sits uneasily with white-tablecloth dining. Here though, as you enter, the bar curves to the right, channelling drinkers into the 'drinking' area, whilst the restaurant inside is raised up a few feet, with a heavy curtain that can be drawn across. The implied separation of the two works well. I think the main positive is for the diners; as the night draws on, the place fills up with the sort of comedy Euro-sleaze that's always great entertainment. Watching portly, overtanned balding types paw bored teenagers with their chubby, signet ringed fingers is always good value.

Fortunately though, the main attraction is the food itself, which on the face of it is the sort of pan-European-with-a-Pacific-twist cuisine that I'm learning forms the basis of most Kiwi diets. In the wrong hands this can be disastrous - blend cuisines at your peril - but here it's handled very deftly indeed, matching flavours for their compatibility and wit, rather than purely because they turned up on the same shelf in the fridge and hey, no-one's thought of it before.

My starter of stuffed zucchini flowers was purely brilliant. Simple, expertly cooked, surrounded with a piquillo pepper salsa and dots of the same venerable, sticky balsamic that accompanied the bread. It's an Italian dish that doesn't bear mucking around with, but the gentle Spanish touch from the salsa worked terrifically well.

Next followed the only real downside of the evening - an interminable wait for service. As we were a decently-sized table, it didn't matter all that much as we could keep each other entertained, but I did notice a few couples sitting with empty plates staring gloomily at the waiting staff for far too long. Interestingly, I notice that most reviews written online which complain about slow service are written by one half of a couple. When the conversation dries up, a few extra minutes spent waiting for the next course can seem like half an hour.

Still, as one of our party said shortly after the next course arrived 'That was so worth waiting for'. Despite the excellent seafood options, I'd gone for the roast chicken with Puy lentils and a smoked chipotle, lime and coriander dressing, and yep, this was up there with the best dishes I've had in New Zealand to date. Roast chicken seems simple, but it's deceptively hard to get right (which, egregiously, was sort of why I'd chosen it). Inexperienced chefs often overcook it for expediency, but this corn-fed supreme was moist, tender, chock-full of flavour and crispy of skin. Other dishes seemed similarly excellent, but to be honest I was far too focused on mine to care. Great chicken and perfectly-cooked, smokily flavoured Puy lentils tend to distract me from pretty much anything.

Dessert was going to be passed over, until the missus and I spotted the chocolate marquise with salted hazelnuts, caramel and buttermilk icecream, which was every bit as good as it sounds. Although we didn't take advantage of it (it being nearly midnight when we left - for a table booked for 1930 this is testament to the glacial service pace), an excellent-looking cheese selection was offered alongside the dessert menu, which personally I loved, being a real fan of the French-style serving of a cheese plate after a meal. I can't get this fad for serving it as a pre-dinner thing at all.

Add to this a serviceable wine list, and I have to say I was impressed. The bar element didn't bother us at all, serving mainly as a welcome bit of pre-Bad Michael Jackson and some hilarious lessons in how not to age gracefully. If anything it livened the place up a bit, resulting in an atmosphere just as uplifting, well-judged and generous as the food on our plates. As for the service, it didn't really bother us at all - we spent a leisurely evening chatting, eating and drinking and, with no immediate plans to do anything else, were perfectly happy doing just that.


Soul Bar & Bistro
Viaduct Harbour
Auckland City

+ 64 (09) 356 7249
http://www.soulbar.co.nz