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We at River Quay Fish craft premium quality seafood along with a quayside bar. We want to provide our customers with an environment where they can eat, drink and socialize while relaxing at the best waterfront location in Brisbane.
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We at River Quay Fish craft premium quality seafood along with a quayside bar. We want to provide our customers with an environment where they can eat, drink and socialize while relaxing at the best waterfront location in Brisbane.
Top 5 Wine trends by Callum McCrorie of Pony Dining, Brisbane
Top 5 Wine trends by Callum McCrorie of Pony Dining, Brisbane
Restaurant Manager, Callum McCrorie and Head Chef, Tom Swapp were the new team heading up Pony Dining in Brisbane who embarked on a mission to rejuvenate the already alluring proposition of wining and dining at the waterfront of Eagle Street Pier.
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The Fox South Brisbane - Kale Vinagrette Salad
The bar is run by a Valkyrie, blonde, muscular, sharp-eyed. She misses nothing. She knows my favourite cocktail. She knows everything. She is almost unforgivably perfect. “How you doing? Can I get you a Literati? “I’m pretty good actually. I’d love one, and um....I think I’ll have the salad without the dressing.” Vinagrette is too oily for the sad mystery of my digestion. She keys everything in to the register, and regards me thoughtfully. “No dressing?” “I know. Just the kale.” “It’s going to be pretty boring. It’s a really good dressing.” I pay. “I know. I’m sorry.” She brings me the cocktail at our table. She’s “over-mixed”, she tells me, and has a small glass with the extra in it. “Better than tipping it down the sink.” The salad arrives. I know now why she gave me extra alcohol. The salad is just a bowl of kale. I should have trusted the Valkyrie.
Indimex Stones Corner - “Indian Garden Salad”
Half a massive Spanish onion, sliced but left in its hemisphere, decorated with some limp tomato rings and some garnish liberated from other, more appealing dishes.
Half a fucking onion. In a container the same height and width as the onion. I would accept this is as some variant on salad that I had not previously encountered had you even bothered to separate the onion into rings, or if you hadn’t slapped a teaspoon’s worth of pico de gallo in the bottom of the container as not only a demonstration that you did, indeed, know what a salad is supposed to look like, but a little fuck you to the poor wretched person you expect to eat it, and all the people who must breathe their exhalations for the rest of the night.
No stars.
