You know those days when you're too lazy to get out of your comfy tracksuit bottoms with "JERSEY GIRL" emblazoned across your rear, but still fancy a schooner?
Look no further than the character-oozing, rough-as-guts Friend in Hand.
Ever been to a TGI Friday's or Cracker Barrel in the States where they have mismatched, fake-ass cheesy vintage crap everywhere? Well Friend In Hand is kinda like that, except completely authentic and unapologetically in-your-face with the chintz. This place looks like the Village People had an orgy with the BeeGees and Mick Dundee. And if the Aussie Christmas Santa or the scuba diving mannequin aren't enough to hold your attention, they have activities every night of the week, apparently. Not just activities; just your normal pub stuff. Like poetry reading. And still life painting (adults only!). And CRAB races. You know, the usual. Honestly, I walked in feeling a bit self-conscious of my lazy attire and felt instantly at home; in fact, I felt like I belonged.
After taking in the over-the-top decor and comfy seats, BF and I went over to the restaurant to place an order. Just an FYI, the $10 steak is only for lunch now. BF's attempts to order the lasagne went something like this:
BF: Lasagne please
Waitress: Na.
BF: Na?
Waitress: Got no bechamel. Needs bechamel, in my opinion.
Well then! She did have a point.
After ordering a steak sandwich ($11) to share with a schooner of Fat Yak ($6.70), we sat down at a table and started chatting when we heard a mighty SQQQQUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAKKKK!!
Thinking it was a bird who had just flown in and was causing trouble, we started talking again only to be interrupted by another SSSSQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQUUUUUUUAAAAAKKK!!! and a barmaid saying in soothing tones, "What's wrong, George?" I got up to have a look and perched on the bar was a massive white cockatoo with what only can be described as a scowl on its face. George, I've come to know, is the unofficial mascot of the Friend in Hand. I was tempted to try and give him a cuddle, but he looked like he wanted to peck my eyes out.
Our steak sandwich and chips was a big portion, and fairly standard quality, but priced amazingly well.
So excited to go back for the crab races. I can already taste the chocolate salty donuts!!!! Mmmmm.... donuts.... read more