A very typical country pub for the locals and the weekend visitors alike. T and I were here on a Friday night for dinner and we sat in the bistro. The menu is surprisingly unconventional and the specials board also featured some curious options such as salmon with prawn sauce and squid ink pasta.
T ordered chicken as it was one of the gluten-free options and I ordered the prawn cannelloni because I thought was a rather strange thing, and an especially odd thing to feature on this menu.
Sometimes, being curious pays dividends and other times, it does not. In this instance, it did not. The pasta sheet had a homemade look about it which was cute, however I found it too thick and too rubbery. The filling was actually quite delicate but there were two unnecessary prawns inserted at either end of the cannelloni. There was also a bit too much sauce, which drowned out the delicate sweetness of the prawns and the capers were certainly an odd addition to the dish.
T’s chicken was slightly less strange, although the lumpy ricotta filling inside was both inelegant and unnecessary, and my dear T spent the better half of his meal scraping it off his chicken.
After mains, they forgot about us for a bit, however our table was well positioned to give us a view of the courtyard and the bar, and I relished soaking up the atmosphere of the place.
For dessert, we decided on the poached apple for T and the home made fudge for me. The fudge turned out to be quite good and I enjoyed its utter sweetness. The apple on the other hand wasn’t poached very well, tasted premature. It should have been poached in pieces or poached for longer.
Overall, we still enjoyed ourselves and the awkward food wasn’t enough of a detractor to impact the mood of the evening. However, it did remind me of an episode of that Gordon Ramsay show where he forced a restaurant to simplify its menu and then taught the kitchen how to execute every dish perfectly, to ensure that every dish on menu will be well made every time. I feel that the same strict approach of simplicity should be enforced at the Mount Macedon Hotel. Good food can simply be good simple food.