So the menu promised a little bit of British at the end of the Great Ocean Road. In honour of the United Kingdom, Steve ordered an English Breakfast tea, I had an Irish Breakfast tea and for Scotland, Steve decided to eat his way through what was called The Flying Scotsman.
In essence it's a Ploughman's and it arrived on a road board with giant pickled onions, a pile of pink ham, Stilton, Cheddar, a salad, baguette, chutney and triangles of butter.
There were plenty of other Ploughman's variations but I plumped for the bacon and Brie baguette and we decided to share some potato skins. Other temptations were Welsh rarebit, bangers and mash, fish and chips...
Well they're certainly generous here at Clonmara. My baguette was packed full of crispy bacon and creamy Brie. The baguette was crusty yet soft so definitely a well executed but simple sandwich. I stole some of Steve's chutney as I like a bit of sweetness to my bacon and Brie.
The potato skins were about ten half shells (they must use a lot of mash) all golden and crispy with a huge dish of sweet chilli and sour cream. Very delicious but just so much of it!
The tea went down a treat and in spite of sweet treats tempting us like spotted dick and apple pie, we were just too full.