The Barossa started life with its name misspelt on the birth certificate. That second ‘s’ was never meant to be there. Instead, there should have been a second ‘r’ as in ‘Barrosa’. Not to worry, mere clerical concerns could never overshadow what South Australians now hold dear as a food-lover’s haven.
There’s a lot of talk about the mighty River Murray and who am I to go against the tide? The water is flowing and so is the hospitality in this luscious landscape. The Riverland is country South Australia on show. It’s the land of real pub grub and our finest export produce.
The Fleurieu could be the one exception to my rule that, if you can’t say it properly, you can’t go there. You can sort of mutter it under your breath, but that would be cheating. Practice with me: “Flu-ree-oh”. Got it? Now we can go visit to taste the richness of the local produce firsthand.
It’s time to go up country, people. The Clare Valley is an easy 90 minute drive from Adelaide and it’s a haven for a food-loving soul in need of some R&R. Yes, you can do it in a day, but why would you? When a long weekend comes calling, this is the place to be.
Come walk with me in the leafy Adelaide Hills. I’m having a little break from the weather down on the plains, 20 minutes’ drive (and a world) away. The Hills are alive as we visit Haus Café + Bar + Kitchen, The White House, Woodside Cheese Wrights, Walk the Talk Kitchen, Harrisville Orchards and Udder Delights.
Trying to capture eating local in Adelaide in a few paragraphs is like trying to pick up the raw egg that hit the floor during one of your more cheffy moments. It’s a slippery little sucker. Our plate-licking adventures take us to some of Adelaide’s most interesting foodie haunts. Enjoy!