Hearty Hemingway

I have never been to Teneriffe as it’s one suburb which is not only out of the way for me, being westward in Ashgrove, but has always seemed a little too commercial to really immerse into cafes and such.

This morning English boy and his family (and me in tow) headed to his brother’s local cafe, Hemingway, and I was suitably impressed.

The decor, the natural woods and metallic details, the homeliness and the local vibe all made for a beautiful morning. Though it was absolutely pouring down outside, inside felt cozy, snug and was completely sheltered. Staff seemed busy but served with a smile and prices were reasonable, considering the location.

I ordered myself my typical – hot chocolate and a breakfast channeling Ron Swanson, i.e. all the bacon and eggs they had in. After eyeing off the french toast and accompanying ice-cream, I settled for their eggs-your-way, scrambled (is there any other way?) and an extra side of bacon.

The eggs were outstanding – that light, cooked just enough (but not too much) for deliciousness, sour dough toasted to perfection and bacon to die for. So what more could you really want? Let’s be honest, I would have loved a little hash brown on the side, but for those that know me, know that I eat hash browns like they’re the only food on the planet.

My hot chocolate, though always slightly disappointing when they come in a glass (particularly not double-walled) was superb – frothy and delectable, with the little marshmallows resting on my spoon to nibble on. The rest of the family ordered coffees and got a little chocolate freckle on their spoon, which I would have loved, though marshmallows certainly suit the hot chocolate vibe far more.

If not for the distance across to Teneriffe, Hemingway Cafe is the kind of cafe I would frequent if not almost reside in. If you’re in the area, or fancy a trip along the river on the CityCat, it’s one cozy cafe that is a joy to spend the morning in.


Flamehill Vineyard, Montville

Flamehill Vineyard is tucked up in the windswept hills of Montville, a scenic half hour drive into the hinterland from the Sunshine Coast. I know this area all to well, growing up just down the range.

I’ve never eaten, or even wine-tasted, at any winery so heading to Flamehill was sure to be a treat. It was everything I could have expected and more.

The staff were lovely, professional and attended to every need and request. Good service is sometimes a rarity in restaurants and cafes in modern times unfortunately, so the impeccable customer service from the young gent and lady was pleasant.

After pouring myself into the menu, with a few things I wasn’t game to try, I was convinced I’d have to settle for something a little out of my reach, taste-wise. Though, only just before the young waiter came around to me, was it that I spotted their beef burger, for lack of more descriptive terms, which suitably appealed to me.

Now, I’m convinced I cannot eat another burger for the rest of my life. By a long shot, the tender beef, the pumpkin loaf bun, the salad and the delicious beetroot made for the best burger I have ever eaten in my life. While the rest of my family and English boy chewed in on some fine dining; eye fillets, venison and the likes, I was there with my beef burger. Not only was it completely delectable and absolutely breathtaking, it was one of the cheaper menu items available.

The only downfall to the day was in fact nothing to do the with restaurant. Being such atrocious weather, the sky literally opening up with vertically horizontal, relentless rain, the presumably beautiful views of the local scenery were masked by a thick layer of mist. Though not a single other aspect of the lunch could be faltered.

The images attached are not ones of my meal, but those of the equally stunning and delicious meals of my family. If you’re headed the Sunshine Coast hinterland way, and enjoy a good winery and somewhat pricey, but beautiful meals, Flamehill is a good stop.