Magic Pudding sighting guaranteed.
I had no idea this place was here until a disastrous house-sitting situation left me stranded up in the far reaches of Faulconbridge for a few forgettable days. The only saving grace of the whole experience (besides listening to my instinctive distrust of Jack Russells) was this cafe/restaurant tucked in next to the Norman Lindsay house. Thankfully we're spared his more adult artwork and can sit out amidst the greenery unmolested.
Stopping in for morning tea, I was a little puzzled to find the single solitary gluten-free option on the whole (extensive) menu was a white choc cookie. It was good, but considering the wealth of other options, it's hard not to feel slighted. While it may be an affectation for some, trust me, you don't want patrons with allergies blowing up like sad-faced balloons gasping for breath at your tables. Kind of puts off the other customers.
So, with a bowl of coffee and a cookie, I had a lovely chat, and perused the menu I wish I could eat. They're open for dinner by appointment, and seem to do lots of functions and the like. It's a lovely, quiet spot, the staff are attentive (perhaps a bit overly so for shy me) and attendance to view the Lindsay house is not mandatory. Phew. read more