Friday, August 29, 2025

Washed up on the shore - on the roof at Bannisters Pavilion

A few weeks ago we headed down the Coast for a short break. Once again we found ourselves at Bannisters Pavilion – the cheap version of Rick Stein’s Bannisters Lodge at Mollymook, a bit more distant from the sea, but a bit closer to the ever-enticing town of Milton. In winter Bannisters have sales because no-one wants to go to the seaside – except those who live there – and we love a bargain. 

There seems to be an umbilical cord connecting Canberra to the South Coast of New South Wales. In many ways it’s not surprising. When I lived in Sydney a trip to Ulladulla was a longish drive, whereas from Canberra to Batemans Bay is a quick two hours hop down the mountainside – though admittedly there is a quite a bit of ‘down’ in that.

'There seems to be an umbilical cord connecting Canberra to the South Coast of New South Wales. In many ways it’s not surprising.' 

Many Canberrans have ‘shacks’ (aka holiday houses) somewhere amongst a string of South Coast townships. Many years ago, when I lived in Sydney, I stayed in a campground at Racecourse Beach and was astounded at the high proportion of ACT number plates – though now I live in Canberra I’m no longer surprised.

Despite the main road through Milton also being the main highway, it is a charming and attractive town that keeps drawing us back.
 
Quite a while back we visited Mollymook for the first time in ages. I was struck by how attractive it is. It seemed to be more spruced up than I remember – but perhaps that was just post-pandemic money flowing in as more and more people turned basic holiday shacks into elaborate – and permament – homes. There’s no denying the rash of Air BnB, as there is everywhere, which boosts temporary holidayers over serious residents. Then we went to Milton, one of my favourite towns on the South Coast.

Cultural institutions at Milton - the library and theatre.

The Pavilion - smooth sailing
We really like Bannisters Pavilion, the place we stayed at Mollymook. It was much less expensive than the main Rick Stein facility Bannisters Lodge just up the hill, but it was more recent and had a different feel. We had a package special which included a two course dinner at Rick Stein's Bannisters Lodge restaurant and breakfasts at the Pavilion. On the other nights we ate at the Pavilion. Unfortunately the dinner at Rick Stein's was plagued by delays and inconsistent service – perhaps the result of new staff and systems in those times of shortage – because we'd eaten there before and really enjoyed it (and in his Padstow restaurant in Cornwall as well).

Looking up to The Rooftop at Bannisters Pavilion - hopefully my balcony bamboo will reach these stellar heights.

Apart from disappointment with a couple of dishes, the food was very enjoyable. The staff were good about it and we were sure it was only temporary. The experience didn't stop us going back to our room afterwards and catching up on Rick Stein episodes.

'In contrast the Pavilion was smooth sailing, comfortable and effortless. The breakfasts were excellent – they'd resisted the temptation to have a buffet and the evening meals were pleasurable and leisurely.'

In contrast the Pavilion was smooth sailing, comfortable and effortless. The breakfasts were excellent – they'd resisted the temptation to have a buffet and the evening meals were pleasurable and leisurely. The one thing that would have improved it would be a wider range of light, healthier meals on offer. Rooms were terrific. We decided we'd definitely be staying there again.

Return to the Rooftop bar and grill
We had decided we really liked Bannisters Pavilion a lot, so we returned recently. We had dinner and an a la carte breakfast in The Rooftop, the bar and grill on top of the hotel, and as always sprawled out in the welcoming rooms below. I could even have had a bath if I’d wanted.

Rocking by the pool on a cool winter night.

On our final night we had vouchers for cocktails by the pool up at the more expensive Rick Stein resort. Ironically while we’ve eaten in his restaurant there twice – and in his original restaurant in Padstow in Cornwall – we’ve never stayed there. Before he bought the hotel and totally renovated it, we stayed in its previous incarnation, a 60s motel surrounded by feral rabbits.

Live music without peer
This night was a Friday, a day we are not usually there and after our cocktails we had an excellent pizza, one of those where the base is so good and puffy that it wouldn’t really matter what was on top – even though that was terrific too. The joint was was rocking, with two musicians reminding us why live music is without peer. We were rocking, too, though also shivering. Even on the South Coast, clear winter skies can be cold.

© Stephen Cassidy 2025

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Very dangerous ales at the Milton Hotel 
‘On a recent visit to the South Coast we drove to the tiny and attractive town of Milton for lunch. Milton is perched on a thin ridge, with hills and views either side and the escarpment towering in the distance. Unfortunately, like Moss Vale in the Southern Highlands – another favourite place – the main street is also the main highway. Cross if you dare. Once across, though, it's a place well worth spending time in’, Very dangerous ales at the Milton Hotel.

Grazing at Grazing 
‘I don’t know how long I have been coming to eat at Grazing – too long to remember, probably. Who can forget the fabulous fish pie that was a staple for so long? On this visit, after a considerable absence, we took a couple of visiting Melbourne friends there to sit near the open fire in a Canberra winter. It has always been good, but on this visit it seemed to be even better’, Grazing at Grazing.

Being anti-social at Bistro Sociale
‘Back in the Southern Highlands after some time, we rediscovered – yet again – all the things we have liked so much about that part of the country over the last 25 years. We visited Bistro Sociale – in the Berida Hotel – for dinner on our first night. We’ve been there many times and the place just gets better and better. I had two dishes that were exceptional – the spatchcock and the chocolate fondant. I realised that when I late ate there in January I had picked the same main course – because it is extremely good and interesting. I love spatchcock and they do one of the best’, Being anti-social at Bistro Sociale.

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Perched on Red Hill – fine dining above the lights of the capital
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Food and culture in the neighbourhood – culinary love letter from the South Pacific
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The Asian food century begins in Sydney
‘Almost ten years ago much fuss was made of the rapidly looming Asian Century, full of challenge and promise. I was working in the Department of Prime Minister and Cabinet at the time as Director of the National Cultural Policy Task Force. The discussion White Paper on Australia in the Asian Century being developed at the same time seemed part of a similar big picture approach to Australia's future. Today it seems even more relevant than in those times of more strategic governments. In Sydney you get a much sharper sense of the Asian Century – and its culinary reflection, the Asian food century’, The Asian food century begins in Sydney
 
Returning to the city while the coast is clear – Raku serves up Japanese seafood with style
‘While I was in the city recently I noticed that Raku restaurant was open. It’s an old favourite and we’d looked at takeaway from there in the midst of the first lockdown, when everyone was ordering from their favourite locals to help keep them afloat. However, we hadn’t been to the restaurant since the pandemic struck. Since we needed to grab some lunch, we thought why not go there and support one of our local businesses while the coast is clear since the hospitality sector has been the only one to be harder hit by the pandemic shutdown than the creative sector. A stream of Japanese dishes seemed a suitable way to enjoy the charm of a local restaurant that serves up seafood with style’, Returning to the city while the coast is clear – Raku serves up Japanese seafood with style.

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 The Asian food century begins in Sydney
‘Almost ten years ago much fuss was made of the rapidly looming Asian Century, full of challenge and promise. I was working in the Department of Prime Minister and Cabinet at the time as Director of the National Cultural Policy Task Force. The discussion White Paper on Australia in the Asian Century being developed at the same time seemed part of a similar big picture approach to Australia's future. Today it seems even more relevant than in those times of more strategic governments. In Sydney you get a much sharper sense of the Asian Century – and its culinary reflection, the Asian food century’, The Asian food century begins in Sydney.

In a corner with a cake (or two) – the hidden attraction of local hangouts
‘Tucked away in a corner at the Ainslie shops where it’s easy to miss entirely ­– in the heart of the suburb know as the Red Centre for it’s exceptionally high Labor vote – is an unexpected delight. The location has hosted a series of less than successful ventures but this most recent has been an unqualified success. Who would have thought that a cafe hailing from Brittany could attract such a crowd. The secret of success is that it focuses on what it does and it does it well. You can park yourself inside the small venue or outside if the weather is fine and pick from some unexpected sweet pastries, throw down the odd glass of French wine or eat buckwheat pancakes or baguettes. The cafe also runs to daily specials that can be very unexpected. Long may it reign over us – Rule Brittany rather than Rule Britannia’, In a corner with a cake (or two) – the hidden attraction of local hangouts.

We all scream for icecream – cooling down in a cold climate with Frugii
‘I realise I may have just become a statistic. I have a suspicion that I have eaten more sorbet, gelato and icecream since local Canberra icecream outlet Frugii opened in Canberra’s Braddon perimeter than I have eaten in my whole previous life. Tucked away in hipster heaven, it keeps churning out flavours, in an ever changing smorgasbord of coldness’, We all scream for icecream – cooling down in a cold climate with Frugii.

A bustling Friday night in hipster heaven
‘On a bustling Friday night in hipster heaven, I popped into my favourite Canberra restaurant, Italian and Sons, planning for little more than a quick bite to eat. I managed to get my favourite spot – when I’m not settled comfortably in Bacaro, the adjoining bar out the back, that is – sitting in the window, watching the action on the street. I headed straight for a real blast from my Adelaide past, part of my earliest discovery of Italian cuisine – saltimbocca. Then I beat a path down Lonsdale Street to Frugii, Canberra’s own dessert laboratory. What is happening to this city? It’s getting cooler by the minute and it’s not just the icecream or the approach of winter’, A bustling Friday night in hipster heaven.

Vitello Tonnato for a life well lived in hipster heaven
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Provenance - knowing where good things come from
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