SEAFORTH

You're walking into something proper here — Seaforth occupies a grand Victorian space in the Municipal Building, all high ceilings and period bones that somehow feel intimate rather than stuffy. This isn't fish and chips territory; it's the kind of place where they'll tell you exactly which boat landed this morning's sea bass, and they'll cook it simply because it doesn't need mucking about with. The kitchen respects ingredients above all else, which means your dinner might be different from what your mate had last week. It's the sort of restaurant that makes you feel like you've discovered something rather than just turned up for a meal.