To tide us over until our entrees arrived, we ordered chorizo and manchego croquettes. They arrived promptly but were underwhelming. I wanted creamy bechamel and oozing manchego. Instead we got potato and hard pieces of non-descript sausage in a form that resembled Tatties, those naughty frozen-then-fried treats, as opposed to their wonderful Spanish namesake.
Entrees arrived looking colourful, fresh and pretty as a picture and my heart leapt with hope, but after a few mouthfuls of my lime-cured Akaroa salmon, my optimism drifted. The dish contained plenty of ingredients that I adore - sweet shallot, fig, green olive, walnut, verjus - but none of them supported each other terribly well and the verjus that could have formed a bridge between them, was barely evident. Mr LA fared slightly better with his scallops. They were the large Atlantic variety, served sans roe, and they were perfectly cooked - caramelised on the outside, almost raw in the centre - and adorned with complementary flavours of macadamia, yellow beetroot and carrot.
For our mains we'd selected the market fish, kingfish, and lamb rump. Two rather thin steaks of kingfish were prepared with coconut cream, Vietnamese mint, coriander and a seafood medley of poached mussels, prawns and calamari. While not blow-your-mind fantastic, it was good enough. The lamb rump came sliced, perfectly pink and there was plenty of it. It was tasty but slightly chewy. The best part of the dish was the salad of ribboned zucchini, crumbled feta and hazelnuts, which was fresh, seasonal and alive with flavour.
While we ate, we took in the view, with the sun blasting through our port-hole window, until it slowly sank into the horizon, giving way to the glittering city lights of Auckland's skyline. Various staff came and went but none made a huge impression on us, except for the guy who insisted on closing up the windows around us as part of his "end of night routine". Sure, we were the last to linger in the dining room but c'mon, it was only 9.15pm and we were still enjoying our desserts.
The zabaglione and pistachio parfait was a highlight. This frozen creation was true to its name and was perfect - light, airy, creamy and deliciously studded with bright green pistachios. With a huge dollop of white chocolate ganache, fresh strawberries and a yoghurt gel it was a strong finish.
Hammerheads is a mixed bag and it doesn't need to be. It boasts a great location and landmark building and it should be a roaring success.
I'd start by investing in the wait staff and insisting on food that is less clever and more flavourful. The gorgeous waterfront views will take care of the rest.
From the menu: Croquettes $10, cured salmon $19, scallops $21, market fish (kingfish) $37, lamb rump $38, sides of new potatoes and mesclun salad $9 each, zabaglione parfait $15, Valrhona manjari ganache $15
Drinks: Fully licensed