I had high hopes for Vintners Bar and Grill. But have high expectations and expect to fall hard….
Having just read that, I’m sure you are already bracing yourself for the fall. At least you were given forewarning, I wasn’t.
We arrived at Vintners Bar and Grill, and all looked incredibly cozy and pretty. The atmosphere was warm and we settled in quite quickly, eager to get into this lovely affair of eating.
I started with a half dozen order of Coffin Bay Oysters. $15 dollars for half a dozen. Mrh. But I ordered it in a winery region, I knew what I was getting myself in for… so we’ll let that slide. To be honest, these oysters were probably the highlight of the night. They weren’t amazing, but they weren’t bad either.
You know what really bothered me about this place? It was the fact that the menu has things like Asian style Calamari Salad, Aromatic Chicken Curry, Basmati rice, Papadams & Raita, Char Grilled Kangaroo, red curry, sour cucumber relish and steamed rice on it. What? Seriously? What is with this fascination with asian stuff? Wasn’t this a Bar & Grill? While I (grudgingly) admit that Modern Australian cuisine has a lot of influences from Asian cuisine, it is still not something I am going to be ordering from a very clearly non-asian restaurant. Maybe I’m bias. In fact, I know I am. Because I have no qualms against ordering pasta from a non-italian restaurant. But I’m just a little tired of this fascination with Asian food. I’ve never seen it end well.
We had huge issues finding things to order from the menu. I didn’t come all this way to eat some asian-wannabe food. In the end, we ordered Ravioli of local squab, grana padano, pea puree & sage butter as an Entree. Meh. Nothing to write home about. But it was probably the least offensive of all the dishes, oysters and potatoes aside. There was just no wow factor. The flavour was nothing special, there was nothing to love in this dish. *despair*
I adore Pork belly. So when we saw Sweet crisp pork belly, green mango, broccolini & fried pigs ear on the menu, we all decided it would be a good idea to have it. Good idea? More like bad idea. It was just…. not… pleasant. I know they said sweet, but it just tasted like it was coated in honey. And it wasn’t crisp. Argh.
Truffled leek risotto, confit duck leg, roasted apple & Pinot jus – it sounded so good. Good on paper, at any rate. This just tasted so, so odd that we struggled to have more than a very polite serve of it. We couldn’t finish the risotto between the three of us. Not from portion size – more from the reluctance to put ourselves through eating that again.
At least the Syd’s duck fat roasted cecile potatoes were edible….
We left without dessert. We couldn’t get out of there fast enough.
It wasn’t what I had expected. I had high hopes, and they were dashed one after another. At the prices we were paying, I was hoping for good food. I’m not saying every dish needs to be a dish that makes fireworks go off in my head and mouth. I’m saying, I don’t want to feel ill after eating the dishes. I want to be able to enjoy my food. I didn’t. Not tonight.
They say you have to go back to a restaurant at least twice before you blog about it, because they might have just had an off day. But let me ask you this: if you had a really horrid first impression – would you go back?
Me? I don’t think I’ll be back. The meals in the Barossa just have not impressed thus far and I think the next time I contemplate such a trip, it will be a day trip and a dinner back in Adelaide. At least then the disappointment wouldn’t be quite as great.