Thursday, 11 August 2014 I’m not entirely sure what to make of China Republic, a new-ish Chinese restaurant that’s taken over the nightclub space under World Square (which I always maintained should’ve been called Underworld). It plays at being a fine dining restaurant, but many of the dishes I’ve tried come off as unremarkable or pandering to Western tastes. That is, deep-fried and loaded with sweet and salty sauces.
The things that are genuinely impressive to a Chinese palate are very subtle, and it took a while for me to tease them out – the rice (short, puffy, beautifully textured); the tea (rich)… but worthy of coming out for?
It wasn’t until the very end of my meal that I realised what’s so good about this place, so I’ll cut right down to it.
If you’re going to pay a visit to China Republic, call them to make a booking. 30 minutes before you arrive, call them up again and order the Peking Duck. It’s $88, plus $2 per head. When you get there, order the dessert platter.