Claypots is something of an institution down in old St Kilda town. Now, that term may be bandied around a little too liberally these days, but there's something about this salty seadog that keeps the crowds pouring in. The bar and restaurant are dark and mysterious spaces with an air of far way to them, and the seafood platters are enormous. The lantern-strewn courtyard is where it's at on long summer's nights.
Group dinners: Nothing bonds like the all-hands-in ripping apart of crustaceans. If you predict adescent into shanty singing and claw themed puppetry, request your claypot banquet be held in the garden. Numbers: Up to 35. $65pp.