Yasmeen A.
Yelp
It's only been two and a half years since I moved to Melbourne, but already in that short time, A1 has become my staple for all things Levantine: groceries and utensils, piping hot lahm b'ajeen (meat flatbread), and a dose of funny Arabisms that remind me of home.
Much has been said about the freshly baked meat, zaatar, shanklish, spinach/feta and sausage pies. It's all true. Everything is delicious, baked fresh and tastes like your Lebanese/Palestinian/Syrian/Jordanian grandmother made it.
If you're interested in cooking Middle Eastern food, A1 is a great place to stock up on your basics. Head straight to the first grocery aisle and stock up on big bags of bulgur, freekeh, cous cous or dried lentils (red or brown/green) of your choice; double the quantity than supermarkets' and about half the price. In the third or fourth aisle, find your rose and orange blossom waters, fig jams, oil-packed tuna and beans (like hummus and foul medammas). Dairy items (yogurt, labne, halloumi, feta, goats', farmers' and shanklish) are found in the back fridges. Then to your left, frozen kubbeh, sambousek pastries, and falafel to fry up at home.
But really, no stop at A1 is complete if you haven't walked out with a stack of their fresh Arabic bread. It is exactly as it should be: thin and pillowy soft, perfect for tearing and scooping, and toasting. The supermarket brands are imitators. This is the real thing.
Yes the bathrooms are dodgy and way out the back of the building. Yes the pickled turnips look radioactive. Yes there's the odd smattering of beauty products that never should have been created. But if you're looking for a bit of authentic Arabana, so to speak, this is a very good place to get it.