Friedrich S.
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Firedoor
Firedoor is one of those rare restaurants that manages to live up to its considerable reputation. From the first bite to the final charred marshmallow, the chef’s menu delivered a memorable journey through fire-kissed flavours.
The coral trout, while perfectly cooked with a delicate smokiness, felt like it was missing a partner on the plate — perhaps a sauce to coax it from “delicious” to “outstanding.” The dry-aged steak, on the other hand, needs no introduction. Quite simply, it’s one of the best steaks I’ve ever had — and given my extensive “research” into steak consumption, that’s saying something.
Dessert brought a smile: a playful charred marshmallow that reminded me fine dining doesn’t always have to take itself too seriously. That sense of balance is echoed in the restaurant’s atmosphere: polished and refined but never stiff, with the crackle of open-fire cooking keeping things grounded and warm.
Service is attentive and professional, though perhaps a touch too rehearsed in its delivery. A little more personality from the waitstaff would elevate the storytelling of each dish — after all, food this good deserves a script that’s less Shakespearean monologue, more friendly banter.
Overall, Firedoor is an experience worth seeking out. It’s equal parts theatre, craftsmanship, and comfort, and I’d happily recommend it to anyone who enjoys food that is as memorable as it is masterfully cooked. Just be prepared to leave already planning your next visit.