But Brisbane now has a Stokehouse of its own.
Quilts: 1700-1945 exhibition at the Queensland Art Gallery, and my mother suggested a wander along the South Bank Parklands, culminating in lunch at Stokehouse. This seemed like a good idea to me. I don't know the South Bank area at all - when I lived in Brisbane, oh so many years ago, it hadn't really established itself as anything other than a tourist trap. Now, it seems to just be part of the fabric of the city. There were loads of local office workers having lunch in the sun and students from the conservatorium practising in the park.
|"Streets Beach" - not many people there because it was mid-week and, of course, the middle of what passes for winter in Queensland. A chilly 28C...|
|View of the Goodwill Bridge|
|Restorative (and reasonably priced) Tanqueray and tonic|
|Lots of tempting things on the menu|
|Bettina had oysters with a mignonette dressing|
|Bill had mulloway, caught just down the coast in Ballina. He was still raving about it days later|
|Bettina had pasta in a broccoli sauce with hot-smoked salmon|