When you discover LOST, you'll feel a little misplaced as this newby bar / restaurant is so cleverly designed, unlike most of the taverns on Chapel Street. Sitting at the base of the resi-build, Society, LOST is a small oasis inside the metropolis that is South Yarra.
With floor to ceiling glass panel doors that open all the way out into the trattoria, the space is a well proportioned composition of raw and modern stainless materials that oozes light and air. Mosaic flooring, gorgeous wooden grains, aluminium feature partitions, wallpaper and verticle fern walls!
My initial perception of the space during its opening night, was immediately Alice in Wonderland - one of my all time favourite classic stories. A photographer would have a field day and any girl would feel like dressing in a tulle-tiered polka-dot skirt, headband and a pair of mary-janes.
Enough about visual stimulation! There are plenty of taste sensations to be had here. From pasta, antipasto and true gourmet pizza, the LOST menu features many of the modern day fixes and at a reasonable price.
Tucked parallel to Chapel Street (in Bray Street), LOST is an idyllic destination to spend your afternoon to evening after a busy day at the shops.
little italy
Chapel Street is unavoidable, what for the pleasures of the Chapel St Bazaar, Jayson Brundson and that little piece of Italy, Cafe e Cucina. Buongiorno, come stai? Italian down to its very core, the waiters will greet you ceremonially and vorrei un vino rosso e di olivas, per favor!
Set aside your pretence about the "half cast" misinterpreted guck that is served elsewhere, and let your tastebuds dance to the traditional Italian culinary that is preached at Cafe e Cucina. With an album of Awards and accreditations, it is little wonder they are booked to the rim weeknights and weekends in rain, hail or sunshine.
Whether you are shopping a marathon and need to zone out with an espresso, or looking for the authentic, rustic charm of an European hot spot, visit no. 581 Chapel Street without hestitation for this place is undoubtedly a step back to the real Italy.
Set aside your pretence about the "half cast" misinterpreted guck that is served elsewhere, and let your tastebuds dance to the traditional Italian culinary that is preached at Cafe e Cucina. With an album of Awards and accreditations, it is little wonder they are booked to the rim weeknights and weekends in rain, hail or sunshine.
Whether you are shopping a marathon and need to zone out with an espresso, or looking for the authentic, rustic charm of an European hot spot, visit no. 581 Chapel Street without hestitation for this place is undoubtedly a step back to the real Italy.
cafe culture on st kilda road
Yes it's true, believe it or not, I have found the culture on St Kilda Road and it's located at no. 401.Owned by the brainchild behind Melbourne's finest French Restaurant, Vue De Mon, Cafe Vue is itself an extraordinarily petit utopia among St Kilda Roads concrete monstrosities.
French baguettes, croque monsoirs and mad'am's, shelves of sweet delicacies, it is a wonder how the women of France stay so wafer thin - but of course, all in moderation! Cafe Vue stays true to its origins of French culinary, its baguettes are crisp and crunchy, the coffee is well rounded and the waiters all have accents - a feeling of escapism from Melbourne for a moment.
size matters and here's one sure bar that counts
Following the trail of blood red carpet you'll be led down a flight of grand stairs and into a dimly lit but exquisitly decorated foyer where your hostess awaits you. To your left, an informal dining area abutts the sumptuous sushi station, where raw fish and seaweed wraps are delicately presented - enough to tantelize your tastebuds merely by the sight. As the flames of the candles dance you are swept down a narrow breezeway that is lined by linen sofas, marble highlights and luminous crimson drapery, similar to that of a harem. At the back and beyond, lies an exclusive bar for private affairs, cordoned off again by a sheer crimson curtain. You'll make a 360 and head back toward your starting point, however this time you walk beside the bar, that long long bar, 50 something metres of it. The bar segregates an upper and lower service area, to the upper are small boudoirs sectioned off by sheer curtains and the lower, well down here it's all a fluster of cocktail shakers, chit chat and being apart of the friendly banter. 
What to expect on a Friday evening? As you'd expect in most taverns around any city, many single lads and ladies, corporate types and an impromptue perve. At capacity, you could expect to bump into nearly 400 faces, familiar or not so. The space is loud and lively, vibrant and assured. A talking point among new aquaintences.
By far one of my favourite settings in marvellous Melbourne for a mid week cocktail with the girls. The Long Room oozes expensive luxuries with horned chandeliers to boot, a nice fit to its classic Collins Street location - it glows with an exotic mystique and hypnotises you from the moment you enter.
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