Dark, full bodied & flavourful, a hidden beauty beneath its unassuming exterior from deep in Tangaroa’s realm.
Bloody nice in a pie, soup, fritters, chowder and now BEER - you get my drift. TUMEKE!

Once upon a time, all the Paheka's thought that Paua's were Maori kai, they were bloody right too. Along with all the other goodies in Tangaroa's deep fridge it was kai time for the whanau. Thats until MAF came along and started boat watching and handing out rulers and fines as we heading back to the tangi at the marae.

Once those bloody tourists started smuggling them in their undies back to there whanau, our best kept secret became the fancy dish at all those trendy Auckland water front joints. Now the brothers have to dodge MAF, get bigger undies and still can't afford to eat at those posh dunlop star kai karts. SHAME!