Scotty accompanied me to Miss Kitty’s to help me take advantage of a $50 Dimmi voucher. I’d been to this eclectic saloon before for a post-dinner drink, but never for food. The thought of Canadian poutine had been on my mind for days, and that was my raison d’etre for choosing this venue to cash in the voucher.
Imagine if you will, a bit of wild west meets boudoir meets industrial meets kitsch meets art deco meets barnyard. And that is probably the best way I can describe this cat’s decor. The photos speak the descriptions my words fail to capture. Homage to the good ole USA with a few other countries in the mix for good measure.
Straight up, I want to say that our service was the best I’ve had in Perth in a very long while, and as you’ve probably guessed, I dine out often. From the guy who greeted us to the guy behind the bar to the delightful waitress attending to us, it was a beautiful thing. Imagine that – staff who know how to really make their patrons feel welcome, who are happy to chat (well it was a quiet night), to give helpful suggestions based on our food likes – and who leave no doubt that THEY LOVE THEIR WORK! Heavens to Murgatroyd – now there’s a turn up for the books! Yes indeed there are many wonderful hospitality staff around town, but Miss Kitty’s is in a league of its own.
Scotty and I got in the mood for some food by ordering a glass of wine each. Wines by the glass are slim pickings here – the emphasis is more on beers and hard liquors. No quibble on our part; we were here for the food and were happy enough with the wine choices available.
The food – well poutine was a given, although Scotty baulked when I told here that the chips came with gravy. “I don’t like gravy with chips” was her comment. I countered with “but these are not ordinary chips and gravy”, a fact that the canny waitress affirmed. She was on my side. We managed to persuade Scotty that she really would like this dish, and to be honest I was going to dig my heels in until she relented. Relent she did. And like it she did. Gloriously squidgy chips smothered in tasty gravy, sprinkled with fresh parsley and dotted with curds. I normally prefer my chips crunchy but in this case that wouldn’t have worked. Soft and yummy and really comforting.
Chicken with waffles piqued our interest, as it sounded unlike anything we’d tried before. Fried chicken served with sweetish waffles and a corn and onion salsa with a hint of chilli. The contrast of the fried chicken with the sweet waffles was a bit strange at first, but it grew on me and I wished there’d been a bit more chicken. Just loved that fried chicken.
Scotty ordered a pulled pork taco with pickled red cabbage which she loved. I passed on this, but at $4.90 this is the perfect little dish for one. As you can see it’s a generous serve of pork.
Our final and healthiest dish was the black bean salad (may be what’s called the succotash salad on the menu but I forgot to make a note of it). Just as well we’d picked something virtuous as dessert was yet to come. Compared to our other exciting dishes, the salad was a bit tame but nonetheless it filled in that last little savoury gap in our stomachs. It certainly looked very pretty with its red cabbage, yellow corn, green rocket and black beans.
Last but not least – dessert. Who doesn’t love a giant ice cream sandwich? Especially when the sandwich is brioche, the ice cream is made from creamy peanut butter, and the whole thing is smeared with a sweet berry jam?
Let me tell you – when the slices of ice cream began melting and soaking into the fat slices of brioche, the enjoyment factor jumped up several notches. I’m glad we shared this massive dessert on the sage advice of our waitress – it was way too much for one person. Did I mention it was delicious? Not something i’d ordinarily choose, but sometimes you’ve just gotta go with your instincts……and the advice of staff who know the food.
Since I dined at Miss Kitty’s a few weeks ago, I’ve noticed that the menu has changed. I think they like to ratchet things up a bit and keep the chefs’ creative juices flowing. There’s an open kitchen and we amused ourselves by keeping an eye on the goodies that were being produced. Scotty and I really enjoyed our foodie experience here, and decided we’d be back to work our way through the menu. Even if it does change regularly, it all sounds pretty interesting. This food won’t win awards, but it’s fun. There’s nothing wrong with fun foods once in a while, and as long as you leave your kilojoule counter at home, you’re bound to enjoy yourselves. I’d suggest visiting mid-week when it’s quiet, as the weekends get to be pretty rowdy and conversations become shouting matches.
For my money, Miss Kitty’s is the cat’s miaow 🙂