Lunch in the Valley

Today is E’s birthday. She was born in England on the longest day and now celebrates in Australia on the shortest day. I think it’s been the coldest day so far at only 14 degrees with a freezing wind from the south.

Yesterday we had booked lunch at the Black Swan Restaurant, a highly rated place in the Swan Valley. It had been raining for about 24 hours, so we expected it to be rather quiet on such a miserable day. Not so: the car park was full when we arrived at 12.30 and inside it was buzzing.

On a nice day, you can sit on the terrace with a view of the vines.

We dined well inside. We ordered a grazing plate for starters. Then C and I indulged in a goat curry, whilst E ordered squid:

I enjoyed a glass of Bordeaux-style red:

A large Poinsettia was in flower outside, as big as those in Nepal.

Happy Birthday to “the best Grandaughter”!