Pravda translates to ‘the truth’ and is one of Wellington’s iconic institutions. It was part of Simon Gault’s restaurant group however is no longer, yet the high standards have been sustained. I come here at least weekly or twice-weekly for client meetings and I never tire of it. The staff know me and take good care of me, especially Glen. When you’re welcomed so warmly, why would you go anywhere else. I always bump into someone I know there too which adds to the experience.
Hubby and I have done the bacon and eggs Mon-Thurs special $10 a few times which is great value and so delicious. They omit the toast for me for spinach without question, and they don’t charge extra which other cafes sometimes do. That does get my goat when they do that. Their coffees are fabulous and I’m partial to their Viennas at the moment. They do a great latte, hot chocolate, chai latte or LHG (lemon, honey and ginger). Plus they do the best scones in Wellington by a country mile and they always have a cabinet filled with sweet muffins, filled croissants or baguettes. Be warned though, these all sell out fast.
I’ve had lots of corporate lunches here too in the past and the food is sensational. It’s good European food and some of the highlights are always the ever-changing risotto, pork or fish dishes. Their rocket salad (normally served at dinner) is sensational. We took some well-heeled Mallorca-based friends here last year for dinner and they loved it so much, they returned the next night. They said it was the best meal they’d had in New Zealand.
So hubby and I chose to try out their dinner special recently; 2 for 1 mains from 4pm to 6pm, Mon to Wed. At 530pm on a Wednesday winter’s night, the place was truly buzzing. We started off with a delicious glass of Zinfandel (for him) and the Mrs (that’s moi) had a fab glass of Spanish tempranillo.
Mains were an easy choice; fried chicken with ‘slaw, mash and gravy for hubby- no brainer. I surprisingly didn’t choose the pork as I that was lunch so I had the Wagyu Skirt steak, spring onions and chimichurri. I couldn’t resist the side of market greens; broccoli and spinach and I actually enjoyed these more than my main. Hubby’s chicken dish was sensational but my steak was a wee bit chewy but still tasty.
We couldn’t fit in dessert or even a coffee tonight however the salted chocolate concoction or the affogato nearly made me create room but I succumbed as I’m an athlete as you know.
The decor here is very French and classy/chic with dark wood and stunning chandeliers. The whole place just oozes class and has a lovely European ambiance. Brava Pravda, Je t’adore.