Wednesday, January 6, 2010

SPT DAYS 9-11: ROYAL MAIL HOTEL

After flying back from Hobart, Tasmania we picked up a rental car and drove out through the misty hills surrounding Melbourne to the Southern Grampions National Park.  Nearby is the Royal Mail Hotel in the town of Dunkeld.  This was the centerpiece of our time in Victoria, and so far the highlight of our trip.

The sun came out after we arrived, and we enjoyed the native gardens and took a dip in the pool.

The view of Mt. Sturgeon from our room was like my "Crocodile Dundee" fantasy come true... on the edge of the bush!

Our little deck.

We went for a hike to the top of the mountain on our second day, taking advantage of the cool, cloudy weather.  This eucalyptus (gum) tree is over 400 years old, and is one of many of which are scattered around the plains surrounding the Grampion mountains.

In one of the most exciting moments in my life, we came across a herd of over 40 wild kangaroos.  They peered curiously at us before bounding away over a sheep fence.  I almost passed out.

As we climbed the mountain, the surrounding area began to look more and more like an African plain.

Here is the hotel from the top of the mountain.

The real reason for going to the Royal Mail, however, was the food.  This was yet another No Reservations find, and it did not disappoint.  Head chef Dan Hunter earned his stripes at one and two Michelin star restaurants in Spain before returning to Australia to transform the Royal Mail Hotel, which had been a pub and meeting place in Dunkeld for decades.  Mr. Hunter was on vacation while we were visiting, so the stellar tasting menu was not available.  His sous chefs and the rest of his staff treated us to the bistro menu instead, which was absolutely flawless each of the 6 times we ate at the restaurant.

Everything is sourced from either local producers or, as in the case of the tomato salad above, the hotel's own garden.  The olives were grown on a nearby farm by a man who brought several rare types with him from Lebanon in the 1970's.
 
Ham charcuterie with tomato bread.

One dish the first night was this olive oil poached kingfish with beans, capers, tomatoes and olives.  The broth you see was smokey and dreamlike.

The slow cooked lamb with vegetable stew, basil and pine nuts.  Lamb is a specialty in this area.

A light lunch on the second day: sardines on toast and a garden green (including a delicious bitter nasturtium green) salad.

On night two, after our hike, the roast chicken with herb gnocchi, ham hock, cabbage and fennel.

The seafood stew.

By the end of our trip we had made friends with the wonderfully professional and gracious staff, and our last night dinner was the pinnacle of three days of eating well.  Above is a local charcuterie plate with (top to bottom, left to right) curred ham, curred wagyu beef, curred salmon and curred duck.  I live for curred meats.

The entree (first course) was this delicate fried quail with beetroot, carrot and almond.

And the jewel in the crown: the roast for two.  Perfectly cooked grass fed beef,  garden fresh carrots and beets, a warm french potato salad and garden greens.  This was paired with a 1999 Seppelt St. Peter's Shiraz from the hotel's absolutely insane wine cellar.

Other (all white) wines enjoyed included:
Gembrook Hill Sauvignon Blanc 2007
Crawford River Reisling 2005

Every glass or bottle was great, and the excellent sommelier helped us find exactly what we were looking for.  It was exciting to see their breadth of Australian wines, most from the surrounding area or elsewhere in Victoria.

Read more on the Royal Mail's philosophy, location, menu and rates here.

Friday, January 1, 2010

SOUTH PACIFIC TRIP: DAY 7 AND 8

Miles flown so far: 11,136

Following a late night drive and a brief overnight in Melbourne, we caught an early flight to Hobart, Tasmania for the second part of the Falls Festival.  I didn't know what to expect from Tasmania at all, and was surprised to find it was almost 90 degrees when we landed at 10am.
We drove right to the festival on Marion Bay.  This second part of the Falls had a decidedly more hippie-friendly vibration.  I went for a hike with some friends out away from the festivities to the beach on the bay itself.

The facilities were rustic.

Australia is a place of extremes, to say the least.  We walked through a dried up marshland to the beach, which as you can see was gorgeous and abandoned.  What you cannot see is the blast furnace of hot wind or the hundreds of jelly fish that kept us out of the water.  The heat and sun were truly remarkable, and we stumbled back to the festival to get some water.  Later, at sunset, a huge lighting storm blew in an dumped rain and hail on the concert.  Tasmania is WILD!  Happy New Year!

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

SOUTH PACIFIC TRIP: DAY 5 AND 6

The weather in Melbourne is a bit insane, jumping wildly in one day, and with highs leaping from 65F to 95F from day to day.  Day 5 was a hot one, and we enjoyed the hotel's rooftop pool on our last day in the city (for a little while, anyway) before heading out to a few other Australian locales.

The pool looks nice enough, but the hotel was a bit of a relic.

This is further evidenced by the furniture in the room.  Like something left over from the Ruthless People shoot.

We headed out to Sydney Road on the tram and grabbed lunch at A-1 Lebanese Bakery, another Anthony Bourdain favorite.

The freshest zatar bread I have ever tasted.

This chicken wrap was also delicious, and the beautiful pickled vegetables added a special flavor.

Sydney Road is the epicenter of Melbourne's thriving Lebanese community.

After lunch, our ride picked us up and we drove to the beach town of Lorne, on the Great Ocean Road about 2 hours south of the city.  We drove through farmland and national park made up of huge ancient Eucalyptus forests, and arrived in time for sunset at the beach.

The following morning, after a watermelon-lemon juice and some great coffee, we hit the beach.

Lorne reminded me of Marin County... hot, hot sun but a cool ocean breeze; huge trees; and lots of really relaxed surfers.  After some time on the beach we headed up into the forest to the Falls Festival.


Monday, December 28, 2009

SOUTH PACIFIC TRIP: DAY 4

Yesterday we headed out to the Yarra Valley, about an hour northeast of Melbourne, with my expat friends.  After a really beautiful drive, we stopped for lunch at the TarraWarra Estate winery. 


We drank some 2007 Pinot Noir Rose with our lunch, walked around the grounds, then headed to the Healsville Animal Sanctuary, which specializes in conserving native Australian animal species, some of which are critically endangered.  It was a holiday, and we were told the crowds of excited children broke a record.  I didn't care, however: I got to see Koalas and Kangaroos up close in their native habitat.  We also saw Bilbys, Walabies, Flying Foxes, Platypus, Kookaburras, Emus and all sorts of funny little marsupials.  It was great.

Roos are apparently the deer of Australia.  It was hot, and this Eastern Gray Kangaroo was relaxing in the shade.

This Koala was pretty relaxed as well.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

SOUTH PACIFIC TRIP: DAY 2 AND 3

Miles flown so far: 10,380

We arrived in Melbourne rested and ready to go.  We checked in to our hotel downtown, then walked around a bit in the sunshine, got some coffee, met up with an expat friend of mine in the Fitzroy neighborhood, and later headed to Dainty Sichuan for dinner.  I have never had Chinese food like this in my life.  It was SO SPICY my body felt like it was going into shock, but if you could get past the pain there were so many complex flavors, it was beyond words.  I couldn't finish what I ordered, but now I want to go back and eat there again tonight.  
Today we visited the Royal Botanical Gardens, the seaside St. Kilda neighborhood and our hotel's funny rooftop pool.  We are having some down time before dinner with an Australian friend at a surprise place of her choosing (Dainty Sichuan, I hope?)  Here are some images from the botanical gardens.




Melbourne is a pretty, livable, cosmopolitan city.  It feels like Denver or San Francisco or San Diego, but if they had been British instead of Spanish founded cities.  Lots of Victorian ironwork, beautiful parks, a great tram system, good food.  The Christmas and Boxing Day holidays mean a lot of things are closed, but hopefully tomorrow things will liven up a bit.

Here she is: the Dainty.  I, of course, learned of this place on No Reservations.  There are a couple more Melbourne spots Anthony recommended that we want to try before we leave.  We will see.

Spicy Prawns.  Absolutely delectable.  Not an ounce of slimy, gloppy sauce in sight.  Everything was crispy, oily and seasoned to within an inch of your life.  Spice at this level terrifies me, but I had to try it, and it was worth it.

This dish is called Mouth Watering Chicken.  And it was.  Though if I had one criticism it would be to be more careful to get rid of the bones and gristle before chopping up the chicken.

Some images via rabbit does brisbane and ador australia