Barragunda Dining – Cape Schanck – Sunday 9 November 2025 – Lunch

Winding along the long drive to Barragunda sets the scene for a secluded lunch experience. We have a late lunch booking. The carpark is full so we know we are not alone, but there are no people to be seen, and as we enter the second door it is almost surprising to open up into a busy restaurant.

The main bar and kitchen in the entry is the old barn, and the restaurant is an addition with a vaulted ceiling. Long glass panels give you a sense that you are almost in the beautiful native garden and backdrop of fire-touched trees on one side, and the kitchen garden to the other. The fireplace is a stunning feature, carefully placed firewood lining high on both sides. It’s extremely well thought out. A fine dining room at its best.

With all the natural materials it shouldn’t surprise anyone that this restaurant is all about sustainability, local and seasonal produce and ingredients, and the beauty of Australia. It was not long ago that there was less than a handful of genuinely “modern Australian” restaurants plying their trade. Now the best artists of this theme are pushing each other to greatness, while making new entrants welcome.

This small restaurant opened earlier this year in February, and means “thunderous roar of the sea”. Each diner is offered a tasting menu that crosses two sets of snacks, an entree, main, dessert (along with a refresher, and optional cheese course). The executive chef and farmer, Simone Watts, greets her guests hello as they arrive with a smile that shows she is in a happy place here.

As we finish our gin garden and revolver cocktails, each delicious and inventive without going too far off course, our first set of snacks arrive. The somewhat cliched, but normally delicious baby vegetables and ferments are lifted by a salty leek-top sabayon, and every last leaf and stem is gone in no time. More indulgent, a croissant sitting in honey, is topped with a cheese rind cream, and potato skin. There’s a sense of novelty, and since it is actually my first food for the day, there’s also a sense of correctness with a croissant to begin.

The next snacks turn it up a notch with a hogget kofta on a skewer, sidling up to sheep’s milk labneh; and smoked beetroot dip (kibbeh nayeh), topped with bresola made in-house. The take on the usually raw meat of the kibbeh nayeh with beetroot is tremendous, sourdough smacked with butter providing the perfect vessel to assemble the flavoursome combination. The hogget (yearling sheep) has some expected chewiness, but not in a challenging way, and the labneh dip softens the fattiness nicely.

As we wound our way through some of the wines by the glass I realised there was an apparent common theme. From our sampling it struck me that the wines must have minimal intervention in the winemaking, and perhaps are organically harvested. These are not orange wines per se, but certainly had similar characteristics. It wasn’t mentioned by the sommelier so is not something that is pushed as a theme, but given the mission of the kitchen it makes sense.

My main assessment is perhaps my palate could mature, but I did feel there were some winemaking techniques that could have improved these still delicious wines by the glass. Out of the wines between us, the Terra Vita Vinum Chenin Blanc from Anjou in France, and the Domenica Gamay from Beechworth, were favourites.

Back to the food, and there was a bit of a wait until the entree, but we were enjoying each other’s company, and the atmosphere in the room, with most tables venturing into the farm between their main and dessert. The “spent hen” with delightful spring peas and broad beans, pickled kohlrabi, and egg yolk, was worth the wait. In particular the chicken jus brought the elements together with a salty accent. There’s a lot to it, but the thought of Sunday roast chicken and gravy was hard to escape. The reference to “spent” is the fact that these previously commercial egg-laying chickens are “reclaimed” which might be a nice way to say they would otherwise be…

While we tried, there was no putting our finger on the personality of the floorstaff. While there was a range of experience shown, and different mannerisms and rhythms; in a small dining room they worked well together, and presented as people with a real interest in what the restaurant is doing. Rarely through the meal was a question not answered in some detail, and given the nature of the restaurant, there were so many points of interest I don’t think I stopped asking questions throughout service!

The food had been superb, and the Black Angus main provided yet another powerful showing. Both the rare cut, and the slower cooked osso bucco (with thickish garlic skordalia), were perfectly executed. My weakness for roasted carrots came in confit style with poppy, burnt honey, and buttermilk, and our other side of Sugar Loaf cabbage with puntarella (bitter Catalonian chicory), mint and heaps of pine nuts, was one of those sides that all of a sudden have vanished from the plate. All together it felt like a feast, giving off a very Annie Smithers vibe.

After our walk around the native and vegetable garden, we sat for our strongly flavoured coriander and celery refresher, that had a lift from the spice, and a certain addictive quality. Next we braced ourselves for a more balanced dessert, but were pleasantly surprised when the “Yesterday’s bread” turned out to be a fascinating take on bread and butter pudding, that shone from both a presentation, and flavour perspective. The toffee coating on the pudding, the use of lemon in several elements, and the creme fraiche providing a heavenly dessert.

There’s a very good reason it is difficult to get a table at this restaurant, and it is not only because it is small and only open four days of the week. You can sense the passion through the meal, and you can taste it in the creations of the kitchen. The incredible focus on the mission and vision of Barragunda is evident, and the style of dining couldn’t be more comforting.

Barragunda Dining
https://www.barragunda.com.au
Friday to Monday lunch
113 Cape Schanck Road, Cape Schanck
0386444050
info@barragunda.com.au

Moke – Flinders, Mornington Peninsula – Sunday 23 March 2025 – Lunch

Flinders is my favourite town on the Mornington Peninsula. Outside of Portsea and Sorrento, it also seems to be the most expensive, attracting some of the galleries, restaurants, and other necessities of the wealthy. Mere mortals visit. Catherine and I visit often.

With Donna Maria “moving” (changing names, locations, and cuisines) we need a new go-to fine diner in Flinders. Having missed out on trying Moke with Downesy and Lisa a few times, Catherine and I booked well ahead to secure a table on this bright Sunday, at the start of what has ultimately been a very pleasant Autumn.

When Downesy and Lisa have a favourite we pay extra attention. They are globetrotting youngsters (well, younger than me!) who target both insanely good value fine diners, and insanely popular treats from NYC to Cape Town, to where they live in London. I’ve written about two recent meals with them at Polperro and Septime. If I’d organised myself better, on their recommendation we could have tried Pipis before it got so popular!

As we walk up to the restaurant it seems unassuming; a restaurant tucked away secretly in full view of the main drag, albeit at the top of the street. Inside it is warm and inviting. There is already a large table filling up towards the back, but at the front we are for a few moments alone on a comfortable table facing into the restaurant from the front window.

Moke does a tasting menu, running from snacks to dessert, for a very reasonable price. The modern Australian offerings utilise local produce, and are executed with skill by the kitchen, and presented beautifully.

Take the flathead surrounded by a shiny chickpea butter sauce, kaffir lime providing a punch of acid to cut through, and cuttlefish adding interest to the texture. Nothing detracts from the lightness of treatment to the flathead. It is a superb fish course.

The agnolotti is in a similar vein. Looking misleadingly simple, as pasta often can, anyone who has battled with its making knows this must be a specialty of the kitchen when enjoying the first bite to the last. Dressed in a light olive oil Hollandaise, and filled with potato, it is the right portion to leave me wanting more, but equally satisfied. Catherine’s gluten intolerance is also skilfully handled, but I have a few pangs of jealousy when figs feature in her alternative to my pasta.

Leaving room for dessert is a must but before that we have the main savoury course. Presented with pork served two ways, both fillet and shoulder, cauliflower puree, and a gorgeous jus, this is my type of finale. The side of herbed carrots gives some reprieve from the delightful richness of the other elements.

Earlier, snacks were more focussed on flavour than colour. I loved the salted fish croquette, which is saying something because it is hard for me to go past an ox tongue tartlet, and the raw fish taco was tremendous too.

Picking up the presentation game on the dessert, but not losing the flavour profile, is the smoked almond and Bosc pear cake, with generous dollops of pear puree and vanilla cream. Earlier the quince sorbet walks the balance between simple refresher, and something more interesting in itself.

Drinks wise, we liked our waitperson’s disclosure that Moke is looking to be part of the movement bringing back the pre-meal cocktail. It strikes me that the cocktail should be considered at all times through the course of the meal (and day, though perhaps wait until midday). I started off with a barrel-aged Negroni which is a novelty treat for a Negroni lover, and Catherine with classic cosmopolitan.

When it comes to wine, I think there is some work that could be done, but I respect Moke has restricted hours, and wine by the glass lists are fraught for small operators. In saying that, there is enough interest in the wines offered, particularly in the three reds, to keep me involved. The Beaujolais in particular acting as a standout. It is a bit of a secret that Gamay is a wonderfully underrated varietal. Not to mention the Pommery Champagne is a bit of a steal in relative terms.

Through the meal we got to know that the wife and husband combination in ownership is a big reason there is a homely vibe to Moke. The husband, Michael Cole, is humble but certainly carries a good conversation once engaged, and his wife runs the show on the floor, which was high quality, especially on the Peninsula. It’s a reminder of other couple run restaurants, and a reminder that there is still decent value to be had around the Peninsula so the hour long drive shouldn’t put anyone off.

Moke is no joke, utilises yokes, as good as the woke, the food is bespoke, superb for this bloke.

Moke
https://www.mokedining.com.au
60 Cook St, Flinders VIC 3929, Australia
Dinner Thu-Sun; Lunch Sat-Sun
Email hello@mokedining.com.au
Phone 0458 418 524