If you've ever wondered if people get cabin fever ontop of a mountain and go a bit strange then this is the place to go and observe a wide variety of most likely normal, lovely people turned into frogs (ok maybe not literally frogs but common sense does seem to check itself out at the door).
Unfortunately this doesn't go just for the patrons but also the staff. Whilst typically lovely and almost friendly they do seem to all be suffering from the same snow induced fever. Over the past four seasons I've seen quite a few different rounds of staff all in developing stages of suffering.
The space here is large. And crowded. Despite the vast space it's poorly used. Bar is here, food is there, the chair chairs tables wet floors. Such. Slippery wet floors which you have to slide across to order your food.
The price of food here is rather amusing. You don't have to be from Melbourne to know what the hipsters are enjoying. Just look at the prices in the menus. This year you will happily hand over $27 for a Parma, $22 for a pulled pork roll and $22 for an open lamb souvlaki. Sides set you back a lucky $8 each. Yet not all the menu is over zealously priced. $18 for pumpkin gnocchi, $22 for fish and chips. Yeah ok it's a bit steep but you are paying Tourist prices and not that much more than a Melbourne cafe. But it is still a lot of money for basic cafe/pub inspired food.
Our lunch was a neat $20 for a bowl of chips and pumpkin-sweet potato soup. The soup alone was enough to feed two hungry snow bunnies. 5/5 for flavour, texture and general amazingness. Despite the 45min wait and the three staff members vaguely checking our order the soup was the all might forgiving star.
The soup though could not forgive the dangerously wet floors, disgusting state of the ladies room and the general lack of tidiness and care shown by the staff. read more
