like other reviewers on this site, i came to bodega with excited anticipation. the ambience was typical of a surry hills restaurant - too-loud music, random would-be cool and hipster touches, and a similar approach was evident in their food. overwhelming flavours and richness without being satisfying in that soulful way we crave food to be - in other words, we actually ate dumplings when we got home because we weren't psychologically contented in our food. and not because of inadequate portions either - we ordered plenty of dishes.
look, there were some nice things about bodega. the mushroom and lettuce dumplings were pure comfort food and one of the few dishes where our palates did not feel unnecessarily bombarded. the steak tatare was reasonable, though the achiote sauce totally bullied the other ingredients into utter submission. but the roast pork with clams? what the? the individual elements of the dish were quality but taken together it just didn't make any sense, an upper scale equivalent of the bacon flavoured ice cream - quirk alone does not equate to innovation or satisfaction. and the crispy duck was simply none too crispy. the sangria was overpriced and not quite fruity enough we have only praise for the attentiveservicewe received, but at these kinds of prices, we do expect the food to actually taste good too.