It's always such a treat to discover a new restaurant close to a new home. Especially after an entire day packing packing packing, then loading up the car and offloading without so much as stopping for even a moment (except for the moment when I stopped to take the photograph).
The House at Porter Street is situated 500m from a shopping complex, which is incredibly handy when it comes to needing a supermarket, daytime sushi, Target, or the family optometrist, but for evening eats we needed to cast our net wider. Three kilometres wider as it happens. Japanese? Indian? Italian? Nope. Cantonese Tonight.
The table was cramped, but the soup was hearty and the duck...ahhhh, a succulent sensation.
We will be back.