'Libertine' - is a freethinker and/or one who free...

'Libertine' - is a freethinker and/or one who freely indulges in sensual pleasures without regard to moral principles.
On any given day, I could be misrepresented as guilty of all, but on this recent evening - I was just being me, except now in rare and very fine company, albeit struggling to restrain my urging, somewhat nervous palate and regal demeanor.

Parking is hell to begin with. Secure Parking - Barracks, Petrie Terrace, offers an unwelcome nightmare with no signage indicating 'no parking forever'.
'The Shining' wore thinner than the first coat on my now teenage Hyundai.
30 mins of wishful thinking up and down multiple levels of car park somehow sucks the evening enthusiasm right out.

However - upward and beyond ... a vacant car space is coerced ... and few breathless moments later upon entering Libertine, a much welcome sigh of silent relief, lovely service and no 'angry teacher faces' for my 45 mins late start.

The restaurant is packed tight with happy people of no specific age or demographic - except all the single women 30 - 50 clutching empty bottles of wine.

The menu however, confuses at the onset with 'Streetfood' v 'Shared Plates'. I soon learn if you Google 'Streetfood', it means "sandwiches/crepes" in France. But here at Libertine, it is a small delicious dish with much variety. Whoever created this menu using the French 'Streetfood' terminology, should be fired and deported back to Germany.

If you then Google "small delicious", a completely unrelated set of web pages somehow load.

The quality of the dishes exceeded expectations. Small - perhaps a touch too small, yet extremely tasty, enhancing the evening discussions inviting the enjoyment of the meal ... and providing a stop-gap between awkward exchanges - if anyone ever needs to have those ...

The service levels excel. It was a full house but the most friendly and genuine staff were always available and happy to chat, about things and stuff.
Excellent restaurant overall. I will be back, likely alone but in faith of another delicious experience.