Naked For Who Now?!

Naked for Satan, enjoyed by many a hipster Fitzroy folk, not only for its interesting take on modern Slow Food, but also for its vast drinks and Spanish food menu. The interesting name sets a precedent for the dining experience to be had in the establishment.

It happened to be my best friends birthday last Wednesday, so I suggested we go to the rooftop for some drinks and nibbles (and also, selfishly, so I could have my dining experience for this blogpost).

Birthday Girl eye-ing off the nearest cocktail

Offering up 12 beers on tap, countless others in bottles, the biggest wine list I have ever seen in my short 21 years, and their infamous house-infused vodkas, with flavours ranging from Alpine Chocolate and Sugarcane to 'Naked Bitch' Chilli and Cherry or even Salted Caramel (!!!!!!).

We spent time both downstairs in the Pintxos and Vodka Bar and upstairs in the Naked in the Sky Bar. Downstairs we had a plethora of well thought out and original pintxos dishes, tallying up our toothpicks at the end and paying through their unusual honour system. Having questioned the staff on this rule, they told us that it actually worked quite well and that most paid for exactly what they ate.

Each and every pintos is $2 of deliciousness (cheap cheap)

We then proceeded upstairs where we were met with a share-plate bar menu. We ordered the crumbed eggplant covered in honey and blue cheese (YUM) and the grilled prawn skewers. The grilled prawn skewers were delicious but disappointingly few considering the price at $14.5, the eggplant was, however, easily in my top 5 restaurant dishes to date. The honey and blue cheese complimented the eggplant so well that I will probably, nay, definitely be regularly returning there so long I shall live. 

I'll be dreaming of you tonight, Eggplant

What I loved about Naked for Satan was that is wasn't claiming to be typically Spanish, or anything for that matter. The staff don't speak with spanish accents, nor are the menus (the majority) in spanish. The only claim of authority of being a Spanish restaurant is the experience one has with the food, and the new flavours you try with each different mouthful. The set-up works perfectly for the Melbournian demographic, which probably explains why even last Wednesday the place was packed and we struggled to find a table.