Address: State Highway 16, Kumeu (adjacent to Coopers Creek Vineyard)
Phone: (09) 412 6454
Web: thetastingshed.co.nz
Cuisine: Modern NZ
Rating: 8/10
Dining "al fresco" is my thing in summer. I adore it. I drag the dinner table out to the deck and, providing the westerly is behaving, light the candles and away we go, dining as the warm breath of summer tickles our skin. Imagine a restaurant where you can do the same. Surprisingly, for a country that enjoys the outdoors so much, decent and inspiring options are limited (I'm talking more than the pavement chaos that is everywhere). But I'd been told to check out The Tasting Shed, in Kumeu, where I'd heard owners Jo and Ganesh Raj had created something special.
We arrived at twilight and I felt as though we'd walked into one of those flash magazines that show off award-winning, designer baches. It was gorgeous. A neatly clipped lawn creeps right up to gardens of overflowing lavender and a stunning, wooden packing box, with sides that open up completely to the night, sits squarely on the patch of green. And this is just the side dining room. The main building is just as impressive. A high-studded concrete and wood "shed", with an adjoining terrace, that provides the all-important link between the cosy interior and the expanse of the rural countryside outside, is cleverly designed and bursts with rustic charm without any of the clumsiness that can so oft spoil this theme.
The menu, created by chef Sara Simpson, who has done stints at Clooney and Terroir at Craggy Range, offers an interesting variety of, as you'd expect from the name, tasting plates but in reality they easily qualify as tapas, entrees or even small mains, as we discovered.
Macaroni cheese croquettes were deliciously tacky. Granted, they had oodles more finesse than that service station lasagne of old (let's be honest, who could resist it?) but they were in essence, batons of fried mac 'n' cheese - and we loved them. We gobbled our way through lamb and pork meatballs but the star of the sharing plates was the squid dumplings; quenelles of minced and chopped squid, fried to golden, lined up on a sensational salad of shredded daikon and apple, flecked with fragrant leaves of pickled ginger and drenched in a perfectly balanced dressing of rock sugar, sharpened by citrus. This is the sort of dish that is so unexpected and moreish that it alone would have made the 25-minute drive from the city worth it.