I’ve only found one Venezuelan restaurant, Cruzao Arepa Bar, in Melbourne conveniently located on Brunswick Street two minutes away from my humble abode. Said restaurant sadly closed down a few months ago leaving me devastated and extremely homesick. I had to do something and do it quickly. No one likes a sad girl mopping around begging to be hand fed an arepa.
So after weeks of online research I finally walked by Sonido on Gertrude Street.
And if you are walking by Sonido you will know it, not from the restaurant’s name quietly planted in yellow next to the door but you’ll just feel the atmosphere. You’ll notice the colorful umbrellas, the teal colored walls flowing outside and the music making it’s way to your ears.
Step past the beautiful glass door of Sonido and you’ll leave Melbourne to enter another place completely. That place is something in South America. Where exactly? You’ll get to choose! Because Sonido doesn’t just take you to Colombia, it takes you on a month long back packing trip around South America (hopefully you’ve saved up enough money to skip the hostels). Arepas the Venezuelan way, empanadas the Argentinian way, ropa vieja the Cuban way, coffee the strong way. Tribal masks, plants, fruit baskets hanging from the wall, porcelain animals, travel books, records holding, old shoes, mismatched chairs, stuffed dolls, an organized hoarders dream. It feels like home there, especially since they feature the open kitchen of my realistic dreams.
Sonido was the first place I was going to take my parents when they came two weeks ago for their second trip to Melbourne. When they told me they couldn’t come anymore I thought it was a trick so they could later surprise me. But now that the time has passed and there’s no mistaking the fact that they never showed you’ll probably find me drowning my sorrows in Sonido’s Guanabana.