Tom's Kitchen lies tucked away in a lane way off Hay Street and does a good line in French-influenced bistro style food, with an eclectic wine list. Madam's seafood chowder was described as fishy, but not in a pejorative sense, my coq au vin was excellent, with deliciously tender meat falling off the bone and a sauce that needed some of Madam's bread for mopping up purposes, one of the very best things I’ve eaten in a long time.
The glass of Spanish Tempranillo (with most of the palate notes I've been noting in the Australian versions of the variety, so someone down this way's doing it right) went down rather well. I'd definitely be back, and could well be tempted to make repeated visits to try to work my way through most of the menu.
Highly recommended.
With dinner out of the way, we took a stroll back along Hay Street, taking the opportunity to drop into the Apple Store to have a gander at an iPad.
In a remarkable display of restraint Hughesy managed to escape without shelling out the thousand dollars required to collect a 64Gb Wi-Fi + 3G model, and after we’d finished the Hay Street stroll retired comfortably early with a day tip to Freo on tomorrow's agenda.