Restaurant & Pub Reviews

[mighty_tiger_79]

Went for a small drive down to Yankalilla Bakery over weekend.

Service. Very quick and prompt.
Our pies were sensational. $5 each.

Carrot cake. Decent serving. Light and filling.
Vanilla Slice.....just sensational. I may have let out a few pleasure moans as i devoured this work of art in the bakery.. which as you expect was a full house and seats were sparing.

We decided on a cornish pastie plate and an apple pie to take home for dinner.

Pastie - beautiful. Was big enough for us to have over 2 nights.
Tonight was 1/2 of Apple Pie....my word....it was huge, tall, loads of filling. Just brilliant.


Do yourselves a favour and get down there. Had been too long since we had been there.....im not making that mistake again....

By far and away the best bakery in SA that ive been too, and as someone who is out and about for work during the week, ive tested a fair share of bakery goods...and ive got a fat gut to prove it!

[magpie in the 80's]

Went for a small drive down to Yankalilla Bakery over weekend.

Service. Very quick and prompt.
Our pies were sensational. $5 each.

Carrot cake. Decent serving. Light and filling.
Vanilla Slice.....just sensational. I may have let out a few pleasure moans as i devoured this work of art in the bakery.. which as you expect was a full house and seats were sparing.

We decided on a cornish pastie plate and an apple pie to take home for dinner.

Pastie - beautiful. Was big enough for us to have over 2 nights.
Tonight was 1/2 of Apple Pie....my word....it was huge, tall, loads of filling. Just brilliant.


Do yourselves a favour and get down there. Had been too long since we had been there.....im not making that mistake again....

By far and away the best bakery in SA that ive been too, and as someone who is out and about for work during the week, ive tested a fair share of bakery goods...and ive got a fat gut to prove it!

I usually call into the Clarendon bakery when I'm back in S.A. But will try this in August after that review MT.

[mighty_tiger_79]

Went for a small drive down to Yankalilla Bakery over weekend.

Service. Very quick and prompt.
Our pies were sensational. $5 each.

Carrot cake. Decent serving. Light and filling.
Vanilla Slice.....just sensational. I may have let out a few pleasure moans as i devoured this work of art in the bakery.. which as you expect was a full house and seats were sparing.

We decided on a cornish pastie plate and an apple pie to take home for dinner.

Pastie - beautiful. Was big enough for us to have over 2 nights.
Tonight was 1/2 of Apple Pie....my word....it was huge, tall, loads of filling. Just brilliant.


Do yourselves a favour and get down there. Had been too long since we had been there.....im not making that mistake again....

By far and away the best bakery in SA that ive been too, and as someone who is out and about for work during the week, ive tested a fair share of bakery goods...and ive got a fat gut to prove it!

I usually call into the Clarendon bakery when I'm back in S.A. But will try this in August after that review MT.

You won't be disappointed.


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[Lightning McQueen]

Went for a small drive down to Yankalilla Bakery over weekend.

Service. Very quick and prompt.
Our pies were sensational. $5 each.

Carrot cake. Decent serving. Light and filling.
Vanilla Slice.....just sensational. I may have let out a few pleasure moans as i devoured this work of art in the bakery.. which as you expect was a full house and seats were sparing.

We decided on a cornish pastie plate and an apple pie to take home for dinner.

Pastie - beautiful. Was big enough for us to have over 2 nights.
Tonight was 1/2 of Apple Pie....my word....it was huge, tall, loads of filling. Just brilliant.


Do yourselves a favour and get down there. Had been too long since we had been there.....im not making that mistake again....

By far and away the best bakery in SA that ive been too, and as someone who is out and about for work during the week, ive tested a fair share of bakery goods...and ive got a fat gut to prove it!

I'm very fond of the South Gawler Bakery, used to drive there from Largs Bay to get my peppered steak, beef & cheese and apple & rhubarb pie.

Whilst on bakeries, has anyone ever been to the Yatala Bakery in Queensland?

[morell]

So apparently I need to get out more according to beige_liquid, which coming from a man who repeatedly professes his obsession over a yeast based beverage, I do find strange. You don’t see others calling themselves breakfeast_cereal and then ensuring their lives revolved around cornflakes and weetbix. But whatever, I like beigey so I’ll play along and start contributing more detail from my social life.

I am also a massive fan of Anthony Bordain. If there was a celebrity who I think I would most like to be, it would’ve been him. So in his honour, here is a typically acerbic and overly wordy review of a restaurant.


Bai Long Store

Once all the jokes had been made in terribly typical slightly racist ocker Aussie version of an Chinese accent, myself, the missus and some friends of ours entered into the bottom of the Channel 10 building on Hutt Street to try the new hip Modern Asian restaurant, Bai Long Store. I’ve always found the term “Modern Asian” a little confusing, as in, Asia is a ******* big place man! Is it sashimi from the fresh fish of the Tokyo markets? Is it a delicate Masaman Curry from Phuket? Maybe some meat on a stick from the Islamic quarters of Xi’an? Usually it’s just fancy Chinese food. This was no exception.

Once seated, I noted just how god damn noisy it was. I hate that. Dinner with friends is meant to exacerbate conversation, not inhibit it. I struggled to hear what others were saying and ended up death glaring at the young 20-somethings on the table next to us who obviously thought it was a nightclub and were that busy instagramming their dishes they forgot to actually eat them. Anyway, the décor was simple but classy, plain white tables with one side of comfy chairs the others - not so. Usually the feminine halves get the comfy side, but not this time, old mate James staking a claim for rebuking toxic masculinity and insisting on a cushion.

Menus were simple and easy to understand. Also not too large which is a pleasant surprise from having to use a number to delineate your dish in your cheaper type Asian restaurants. The waitress with her subtle tattoos and caked on makeup was polite but rehearsed explained that the mains are on the right and entrees on the left. I pondered why they didn’t just have a title which showed that. Anyway, once that was done I had settled on a starter of crispy chicken with a main of ribs followed by a dessert called “The Garden” or something. Then, the dreaded option was raised that made ones blood curdle.

“Shall we just pick a few things and share?”

“**** no, we shall ******* not!” Was what went through my head. I had my choices, I was looking forward to it and I wanted all of it. Sure, slice of a bit if you’re keen on a nibble, but 1/6thing my dishes was not something I wanted to partake in. Let alone swapping some of my beef ribs for some vegetarian tofu or garden salad. But of course being the decorum ninja that I am, a polite smile and small nod was made and we ordered the aforementioned dishes plus the prawns with a fruit salsa and black noodle, San choi bao (lettuce burritos) the soft pork belly with kimchi and the highlight of the night – the Lamb cutlets cooked in water with a Banana chilli. They were absolutely beautifully cooked, delicate yet quite sizeable for a cutlet.

Dessert came out and it looked like something George, Matt and the other bloke would ooohh and ahhh over on ChefMasters. It honestly looked like a garden in a glass with little mushrooms and plants in dirt. Quite the picture. But, the mousse was a bit bland, I didn’t notice any of the passionfruit curd and it wasn’t sweet enough for my decidedly huge sweet tooth. Others might enjoy the subtlety more.

We paid up and it came to about $70/pp which wasn’t too bad all things considered, but at the end of the day, other than the lamb, I reckon your local favourite Chinese place (mine is Gin Ling) would do just as good a job as most of the dishes for half the price and a quarter of the pretentiousness.

Off to the Havelock afterwards for a night cap – what has happened to this place? It used to be full of glamours and footballers. Now it’s pretty much dead! Then the long drive home to Meadows where a sneaky cup of Madura with a row of Picnic Cadbury Chocolate was enjoyed.

morell’s rating – 3 beige liquids out of 5

[amber_fluid]

So apparently I need to get out more according to beige_liquid, which coming from a man who repeatedly professes his obsession over a yeast based beverage, I do find strange. You don’t see others calling themselves breakfeast_cereal and then ensuring their lives revolved around cornflakes and weetbix. But whatever, I like beigey so I’ll play along and start contributing more detail from my social life.

I am also a massive fan of Anthony Bordain. If there was a celebrity who I think I would most like to be, it would’ve been him. So in his honour, here is a typically acerbic and overly wordy review of a restaurant.


Bai Long Store

Once all the jokes had been made in terribly typical slightly racist ocker Aussie version of an Chinese accent, myself, the missus and some friends of ours entered into the bottom of the Channel 10 building on Hutt Street to try the new hip Modern Asian restaurant, Bai Long Store. I’ve always found the term “Modern Asian” a little confusing, as in, Asia is a ******* big place man! Is it sashimi from the fresh fish of the Tokyo markets? Is it a delicate Masaman Curry from Phuket? Maybe some meat on a stick from the Islamic quarters of Xi’an? Usually it’s just fancy Chinese food. This was no exception.

Once seated, I noted just how god damn noisy it was. I hate that. Dinner with friends is meant to exacerbate conversation, not inhibit it. I struggled to hear what others were saying and ended up death glaring at the young 20-somethings on the table next to us who obviously thought it was a nightclub and were that busy instagramming their dishes they forgot to actually eat them. Anyway, the décor was simple but classy, plain white tables with one side of comfy chairs the others - not so. Usually the feminine halves get the comfy side, but not this time, old mate James staking a claim for rebuking toxic masculinity and insisting on a cushion.

Menus were simple and easy to understand. Also not too large which is a pleasant surprise from having to use a number to delineate your dish in your cheaper type Asian restaurants. The waitress with her subtle tattoos and caked on makeup was polite but rehearsed explained that the mains are on the right and entrees on the left. I pondered why they didn’t just have a title which showed that. Anyway, once that was done I had settled on a starter of crispy chicken with a main of ribs followed by a dessert called “The Garden” or something. Then, the dreaded option was raised that made ones blood curdle.

“Shall we just pick a few things and share?”

“**** no, we shall ******* not!” Was what went through my head. I had my choices, I was looking forward to it and I wanted all of it. Sure, slice of a bit if you’re keen on a nibble, but 1/6thing my dishes was not something I wanted to partake in. Let alone swapping some of my beef ribs for some vegetarian tofu or garden salad. But of course being the decorum ninja that I am, a polite smile and small nod was made and we ordered the aforementioned dishes plus the prawns with a fruit salsa and black noodle, San choi bao (lettuce burritos) the soft pork belly with kimchi and the highlight of the night – the Lamb cutlets cooked in water with a Banana chilli. They were absolutely beautifully cooked, delicate yet quite sizeable for a cutlet.

Dessert came out and it looked like something George, Matt and the other bloke would ooohh and ahhh over on ChefMasters. It honestly looked like a garden in a glass with little mushrooms and plants in dirt. Quite the picture. But, the mousse was a bit bland, I didn’t notice any of the passionfruit curd and it wasn’t sweet enough for my decidedly huge sweet tooth. Others might enjoy the subtlety more.

We paid up and it came to about $70/pp which wasn’t too bad all things considered, but at the end of the day, other than the lamb, I reckon your local favourite Chinese place (mine is Gin Ling) would do just as good a job as most of the dishes for half the price and a quarter of the pretentiousness.

Off to the Havelock afterwards for a night cap – what has happened to this place? It used to be full of glamours and footballers. Now it’s pretty much dead! Then the long drive home to Meadows where a sneaky cup of Madura with a row of Picnic Cadbury Chocolate was enjoyed.

morell’s rating – 3 beige liquids out of 5

Admitting you have a problem is the first step, so well done on that.
Getting out in public with friends is the second step, again well done.

I’m proud of you BUT you are still slightly weird!

Also what the hell is a Madura, pretty sure it’s not an ale or a lager?

[Spargo]

So apparently I need to get out more according to beige_liquid, which coming from a man who repeatedly professes his obsession over a yeast based beverage, I do find strange. You don’t see others calling themselves breakfeast_cereal and then ensuring their lives revolved around cornflakes and weetbix. But whatever, I like beigey so I’ll play along and start contributing more detail from my social life.

I am also a massive fan of Anthony Bordain. If there was a celebrity who I think I would most like to be, it would’ve been him. So in his honour, here is a typically acerbic and overly wordy review of a restaurant.


Bai Long Store

Once all the jokes had been made in terribly typical slightly racist ocker Aussie version of an Chinese accent, myself, the missus and some friends of ours entered into the bottom of the Channel 10 building on Hutt Street to try the new hip Modern Asian restaurant, Bai Long Store. I’ve always found the term “Modern Asian” a little confusing, as in, Asia is a ******* big place man! Is it sashimi from the fresh fish of the Tokyo markets? Is it a delicate Masaman Curry from Phuket? Maybe some meat on a stick from the Islamic quarters of Xi’an? Usually it’s just fancy Chinese food. This was no exception.

Once seated, I noted just how god damn noisy it was. I hate that. Dinner with friends is meant to exacerbate conversation, not inhibit it. I struggled to hear what others were saying and ended up death glaring at the young 20-somethings on the table next to us who obviously thought it was a nightclub and were that busy instagramming their dishes they forgot to actually eat them. Anyway, the décor was simple but classy, plain white tables with one side of comfy chairs the others - not so. Usually the feminine halves get the comfy side, but not this time, old mate James staking a claim for rebuking toxic masculinity and insisting on a cushion.

Menus were simple and easy to understand. Also not too large which is a pleasant surprise from having to use a number to delineate your dish in your cheaper type Asian restaurants. The waitress with her subtle tattoos and caked on makeup was polite but rehearsed explained that the mains are on the right and entrees on the left. I pondered why they didn’t just have a title which showed that. Anyway, once that was done I had settled on a starter of crispy chicken with a main of ribs followed by a dessert called “The Garden” or something. Then, the dreaded option was raised that made ones blood curdle.

“Shall we just pick a few things and share?”

“**** no, we shall ******* not!” Was what went through my head. I had my choices, I was looking forward to it and I wanted all of it. Sure, slice of a bit if you’re keen on a nibble, but 1/6thing my dishes was not something I wanted to partake in. Let alone swapping some of my beef ribs for some vegetarian tofu or garden salad. But of course being the decorum ninja that I am, a polite smile and small nod was made and we ordered the aforementioned dishes plus the prawns with a fruit salsa and black noodle, San choi bao (lettuce burritos) the soft pork belly with kimchi and the highlight of the night – the Lamb cutlets cooked in water with a Banana chilli. They were absolutely beautifully cooked, delicate yet quite sizeable for a cutlet.

Dessert came out and it looked like something George, Matt and the other bloke would ooohh and ahhh over on ChefMasters. It honestly looked like a garden in a glass with little mushrooms and plants in dirt. Quite the picture. But, the mousse was a bit bland, I didn’t notice any of the passionfruit curd and it wasn’t sweet enough for my decidedly huge sweet tooth. Others might enjoy the subtlety more.

We paid up and it came to about $70/pp which wasn’t too bad all things considered, but at the end of the day, other than the lamb, I reckon your local favourite Chinese place (mine is Gin Ling) would do just as good a job as most of the dishes for half the price and a quarter of the pretentiousness.

Off to the Havelock afterwards for a night cap – what has happened to this place? It used to be full of glamours and footballers. Now it’s pretty much dead! Then the long drive home to Meadows where a sneaky cup of Madura with a row of Picnic Cadbury Chocolate was enjoyed.

morell’s rating – 3 beige liquids out of 5

I found the Cadbury Picnic chocolate to be a major letdown.

[morell]

Madura is a tea. It's the best! Get on board

[Lightning McQueen]

Madura is a tea. It's the best! Get on board

I'm sure a-f will be all over that!

[morell]

Madura is a tea. It's the best! Get on board

I'm sure a-f will be all over that!

He should. It's delicious.

[Lightning McQueen]

He should. It's delicious.

What tips it over the edge on other cups?

I'm a bit of a reserved tea drinker, no hidden flavours, a liptons will do the trick for me, not a fan of the herbal or green stuff.

[morell]

Then you'd like Madura. It's a typically strong but simple Australian tea.

I like a lot of flavour. Nothing worse than a weak tea. I find Madura packs more of a punch. I usually double bag other brands and have to leave them for longer, which means they go cold and over tanny.

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[woodublieve12]

Singapore House. Amazing

[The Bedge]

Then, the dreaded option was raised that made ones blood curdle. “Shall we just pick a few things and share?”

I'm actually really terrible for this - when I go out, especially Asian restaurants, there is always a handful of things I want to eat so I end up suggesting picking a few things and sharing.

Generally it'll be me letting the mrs pick one, and i'll pick 3

[Booney]

Then you'd like Madura. It's a typically strong but simple Australian tea.

I like a lot of flavour. Nothing worse than a weak tea. I find Madura packs more of a punch. I usually double bag other brands and have to leave them for longer, which means they go cold and over tanny.

Double bagging? Only in an LGA would you find such decadent behavior.

[Booney]

Then, the dreaded option was raised that made ones blood curdle. “Shall we just pick a few things and share?”

I'm actually really terrible for this - when I go out, especially Asian restaurants, there is always a handful of things I want to eat so I end up suggesting picking a few things and sharing.

Generally it'll be me letting the mrs pick one, and i'll pick 3

All good, his knickers twisted when it was aired and by the time he'd downed his various dishes he was happy.

Nothing like trying something new.

[Pseudo]

Then you'd like Madura. It's a typically strong but simple Australian tea.

I like a lot of flavour. Nothing worse than a weak tea. I find Madura packs more of a punch. I usually double bag other brands and have to leave them for longer, which means they go cold and over tanny.

Double bagging? Only in an LGA would you find such decadent behavior.

Or in a cheap brothel...

[morell]

Then, the dreaded option was raised that made ones blood curdle. “Shall we just pick a few things and share?”

I'm actually really terrible for this - when I go out, especially Asian restaurants, there is always a handful of things I want to eat so I end up suggesting picking a few things and sharing.

Generally it'll be me letting the mrs pick one, and i'll pick 3

This is fine when you're with the missus and you can tell her that the limegrass souffle might not be a good choice.

But when you're a social butterfly like me and you're in a slightly more refrained environment and old biddy orders the bowl of mixed veggies and then leans over to take a cut of your medium rare rib eye, it gets a little infuriating.

I don't eat a lot of seafood either. If there is 6 people, two order a vegetarian dish, two order a seafood dish, really I'm down to the meal I picked plus one I didn't and I get half as much as if we'd just picked one for ourselves.

I'm happy to let people have a taste, but its a numbers game, really.

[Lightning McQueen]

Then, the dreaded option was raised that made ones blood curdle. “Shall we just pick a few things and share?”

I'm actually really terrible for this - when I go out, especially Asian restaurants, there is always a handful of things I want to eat so I end up suggesting picking a few things and sharing.

Generally it'll be me letting the mrs pick one, and i'll pick 3 :oops:

That's being a gentleman! I order the whole lot .

I do take into account what I know she'd like.

I'm the same at home, I may cook 3 different meals between the 5 of us as there are different tastes.