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2018 Chef’s Package at Dunkeld

Posted by Lisa Hill on September 17, 2018

Last week we made a quick trip to Dunkeld for a Chef’s Package at the Royal Mail Hotel.

It’s a longish but easy drive (about four hours from Melbourne) but true to form we left our departure a bit late, so our only stops en route were for a quick sandwich at a roadhouse (where a quizzical eyebrow was raised when I asked them to remove the cheese because they didn’t have anything without lashings of fatty dairy) – and a very sudden halt for this when we were almost at our destination:

I have no idea what it was – perhaps a silo being transported somewhere? – but we were quite startled when a small truck drove over onto our side of the road waving a hand-held stop sign.  Well, we did stop, of course, and it turned out that this oversize thing was right where we were planning to go and it was using up both sides of the road.  Discretion is the better part of valour as they say, so we made a brief diversion and my new Mazda had its first venture onto a dirt road…  and we returned to civilisation just in time to be held up by the tail end of proceedings.

Royal Mail Hotel Dunkeld with Mt Sturgeon in the background (Wikipedia Commons*)

The view from our room

Five minutes later we checked into the Royal Mail Hotel.  And that’s when I realised that I’d forgotten my camera which takes much better photos than my phone does.  But it didn’t matter much for the cellar tour because alas, it wasn’t really very interesting.  A tour guide needs to have a good spiel to make racks of wine bottles interesting but it ought not to sound like it’s been learned off by heart and be full of management-marketing jargon.  And the wines on tasting were not in the same class as the wines we have courtesy of the Finest Drop wine club through Hampton Gate Cellars.  Maybe we’ve been spoilt by Steve’s tastings and wine club dinners (though they’re not very expensive), but the Royal Mail’s Chef’s Package is marketed as a gourmet destination so a little less talk about their multi-thousand dollar wines and a bit more attention to their tasting wine choices would be a good idea. (They should also provide a spittoon to pour away unwanted wine since it’s part of responsible wine service).  However, (apart from the bookshop being open only on weekends, which is fair enough) that was the only disappointment of our stay.

We had a restorative tea and coffee and some scrumptious cakes at Cafe 109 on Parker Street, which – we learned from the plaque outside – used to be the State Savings Bank.  (There are small historic plaques which feature in their ‘historic walk’ all over town, which is a good initiative, evidence of the way this town has gone out of its way to reinvent itself as a desirable tourist destination). Cafe 109 is a nice eatery with very good and friendly service and it looks like a place that would be good for an inexpensive dinner too.

We then took a stroll down the main street in perfect Spring weather. The town boasts an information centre, with an impressive range of resources and some very helpful staff who were assisting other tourists who planned to go further afield.  There is also an impressively upgraded Anzac memorial in the park (courtesy of Centenary funding), a museum, and an arboretum which made me wish we could stay a little longer but we couldn’t manage it this time.

There were also some shops, including a general store that has changed dramatically since our last visit to Dunkeld…

2000 Tim with our second Silky Terrier Sapphire at Bona Vista in the Victoria Valley

On that occasion we’d ‘come into town’ from Bona Vista, a turn of the century farmhouse in the Victoria Valley, a wonderful place to stay.  It had no phone, no TV, and none of the upmarket ‘necessities’ you find in so-called farmstays today – but it was very comfortable, blissfully quiet, and perfect for relaxing with a book of course.  We had a week there, celebrating the end of the millenium with champagne provided by our hosts.  Our silly Silky Terrier had an adventure with some inquisitive bees but was rescued by Tim (who unlike me isn’t allergic to bees); we were visited by kangaroos and wombats, and when I wasn’t reading I sketched from the verandah while Tim cooked up a storm in the kitchen.  It was 20 minutes by road from Dunkeld so we drove in to do our shopping – and the only flaw was that the store didn’t stick such exotics as capsicum or garlic!

Well, how things have changed in 18 years!  The Dunkeld General Store has certainly gone upmarket since then although it still has some shelves of everyday groceries too.  Most locals probably do their serious shopping in nearby Hamilton, so it’s mainly the kind of things that people run out of, and the main emphasis is on gourmet treats and platter foods.  Of course we bought some to bring home, and we would have bought lots more to supplement our holiday pantry if we’d been staying in the area for a while.

However, the main purpose of our jaunt was dinner at the Royal Mail.  We had dined there too in 2000, not knowing anything about its growing credentials and *chuckle* were agreeably surprised by the menu at what we thought was just a country pub.    Was it the next year it was awarded a coveted chef’s hat in the Good Food Guide?  I can’t remember…

Anyway, at the hotel’s new purpose-built restaurant called Wickens after its British-born chef, we opted for the five course degustation with matched wines from the cellar.  It was not an easy choice because everything looked highly desirable but in the end the truffle in the first course trumped the turnip crème fraîche, and the wattle smoked duck trumped the pork loin with hispi cabbage.  Here’s the slide show, minus the amusé, the flathead with young broad bean leaves and kohlrabi, and the medlar tart, either because they’re on Tim’s phone or we were too busy eating to remember to take a photo:

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The cellar match wines were not only the least expensive but also a more adventurous choice than the Australian or French matching options.   The wine of the night was the South African syrah, but it was also interesting to try our first ever Armenian wine.  Armenia is said to be the site of the world’s oldest winery at  cave in Vayots Dzor but Georgia also makes the claim to have invented wine in 6000BC. Whatever the truth of it, Armenia makes an interesting wine and we enjoyed drinking it.  We also liked the American pinot noir, from a region we haven’t encountered before.  There was also a 2012 Robert Weil Riesling, but like most German dry whites, it was a bit sweet for our taste.

The next morning, looking out at Mt Sturgeon, we had breakfast in the main hotel restaurant, served by one of waitstaff from the night before. We had been very impressed by the service in the Wickens restaurant because we know from dining in country restaurants that it’s not easy to train and keep wait staff with city standards. But the service at Wickens was flawless: attentive, prompt without being rushed, knowledgeable without prattling to a script, and friendly in that distinctive Aussie way without intruding. It was nice to learn that this young waitress was actually a local who has found her dream job at home in Dunkeld. It really is wonderful to see how the initiative of the Royal Mail owners have impacted on the viability of this small town, creating all kinds of jobs with flow-on effects to other businesses as well.

The chef’s package includes a tour of the kitchen garden, which is apparently the largest in Australia.  This garden is used to source the fruit and vegetables for the menu, because Wickens prides itself on creating dishes using what is in season.  The chefs are up early in the morning choosing and picking their produce which is why the menu changes twice a week.  Our tour was guided by one of the chefs, and his knowledge of the produce was amazing.  Everything is grown organically, with only some ducks, some chickens and companion planting to help the solo gardener with pest control.   Here’s the slide show:

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Henry Bolte, Skipton, Victoria

After that it was time to set off for home. We lunched at a pleasant café in Skipton, and I took a photo of the sculpture of Henry Bolte who went to school there. #LittleKnownFact: it was Henry Bolte who saved my job for me when I was first married, unwittingly in defiance of public service rules banning the employment of married women.  The Ex was earning a paltry salary courtesy of conscription into the ADF and it was my salary at the State Film Centre that paid the rent on our flat.  Not knowing the rules, I mentioned getting married to colleagues at work and there was general dismay because I was rather good at my job and they didn’t want to lose me.  My OIC and 2IC went upstairs to see the Premier and his sidekick Arthur Rylah and after a very long meeting indeed, they came back downstairs ashen-faced with exhaustion and told me I was allowed to keep my job.  I suspect that I was the first exemption, possibly pre-empting changes that were afoot anyway, because the women’s movement was under way by then (and if I hadn’t had my head in the sand I might have noticed a furore about those stupid restrictions on married women).  But whatever the reason – I owed my job to Henry Bolte so I took the opportunity for a photo even though my gratitude never extended to voting for him or any of his successors!

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Marvellous Metung, Labour Day Long Weekend 09

Posted by Lisa Hill on March 8, 2009

Metung is a lovely spot just out of Bairnsdale, and the perfect place for a long weekend. It’s a small fishing village with not much more than a general store, some good restaurants and the yacht club, but one can also idle away one’s time in the small gift shops and galleries. These come and go, since Metung is a tourist town and there’s not enough year-round trade for any of them to last very long but they are interesting while they are there. There is a wealth of terrific accommodation choices and the scenery is superb. The energetic can swim, sail or play tennis, but we are content to loaf about with books and the weekend papers.

The family used to have a house on Chinaman’s Creek, but even with a gardener and casual cleaner it became a bit of a chore to maintain it. Nobody swam in the pool, and the Valhalla stayed in its moorings all the time because it was too big to sail without a small crew. Still, after it had been sold, nostalgia kept us away for some time, until we discovered Moorview.

Moorview is a delight. It’s a luxurious B & B and it’s a very comfortable place for couples to stay. Perched high on the hill overlooking a swish new chook shed and an emerging orchard, the view then gives way to the valley and Lake King in the distance. It may have been a dry summer in Melbourne but they’ve had copious rain here so the grass is green and the garden is flourishing. On arrival there are drinks and scrumptious handmade nibbles (the pate is divine!); and breakfast in the diningroom is generous with home-made delicacies as well. Greg and Vicki know all the best places to dine and they are excellent hosts in every respect.

En route, the Wild Dog Winery is a good spot to stop for lunch. On the Warragul-Korumburra Rd at Warragul, this new winery restaurant promises to be a pleasing addition to the gourmet food trail in South East Gippsland. The décor is minimalist, the ambience serene and the view over the vineyards and down into the valley is lovely. It’s not easy to choose from the extensive menu. Among the more innovative offerings there was an emu sausage dish, sweet potato gnocchi, and venison carpaccio, which Tim could not resist. He also had some sardines in a tomato sauce and I elected to have the barramundi with a herb mash and grilled truss tomatoes. It was cooked to perfection (though the hungry would be well advised to add extras such as chips or mash). The recommended wines are from Wild Dog’s own cellar, and the Estate Riesling is a crisp well-balanced drop which could accompany any fish or seafood dish with distinctioon.Our friends had been there before, however, and so they knew about the 2007 Shiraz, which is an exceptionally good wine, robust and full flavoured and drinking well even when young.The service though perhaps a little too relaxed between courses is friendly, and the meals were served with care. All in all a very pleasant lunch and we shall certainly be returning.

For dinner on Saturday night we went to the River Grill in Bairnsdale, recommended in the Age Good Food Guide and very nice it is too. I had the best escargots I’ve ever had, and Tim is planning to reproduce the ocean terrine and red pepper salsa entrée at home. It was made with prawns, salmon and mash – and it looked and tasted divine! For main course I had corn fed chicken with a green peppercorn sauce while Tim had rack of lamb, both beautifully presented and absolutely delicious, washed down with a Sarsfield Pinot Noir. The dessert menu was very tempting indeed but alas, we had dined too well at lunch even to manage one shared between the two of us. Never mind, next time I shall certainly try the pannacotta, or maybe the creme brulee, or perhaps the apple galette, or …..
On Sunday we took a drive beside the Tambo River (and amused ourselves greatly when Maisie (our pet name for the Navman) insisted that we should return to Bairnsdale via a non-existent bridge under repair at Upper Tambo). This area is blessed by beautiful countryside and it is such a pleasure to see green grass and lush vegetation after miles and miles of dry paddocks on the way down from Melbourne. There were many families fishing for bream in the river and apart from some hoons from a car club it was a most enjoyable peaceful morning to be out and about.
For lunch we went to the Fisherman’s Wharf Restaurant at Paynesville. It’s not as upmarket as it used to be, but it’s a nice place for a casual lunch. Tim had a very generous Ploughman’s lunch, and I had whiting, chips and salad. After that we called in at Wine Justice for some gourmet cordials and then strolled along the waterfront back to the car. Alas our plans to check out the book shops in Bairnsdale came to nothing because everything was closed, so we came back to Moorview to loaf about with books. Tim is reading Reach for the Sky by Paul Brickhill, and I’m enjoying by Daphne Du Maurier, from the shelves here at Moorview…The Scapegoat

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