The tables are pale pink. My lemonade is pale pink. There is, possibly, more pastel in this room than a mid '80s Fashion Week.
Moxie Restaurant is not funky or edgy or difficult. The food comes on plates, the drink comes in glasses and the chairs have backs on them. It's Miami Vice meets The Hamptons and also proof that it's possible to open a new restaurant without exposing the heating ducts or forcing the waitstaff to wear plaid.
Shoreites may recognise the Hinemoa St address as that of the frequently feted Eight.Two. This reincarnation stakes a claim in the $32-$36 mains market, but it also does a stellar bowl of properly crispy and fluffy fries (with kewpie mayo and a sprinkle of furikake rice seasoning) for eight bucks. Grab a beer - the list includes a hyper-local IPA from the Birkenhead Brewing Company - and a seat in the front or back courtyards for not-your-average $12 bar snacks - salmon wings with xo sauce, spiced date and pistachio with smoked labneh, etc.