Part of the deal for which we paid was a meal at the end of the trip.  We were all for eating the usual fare of cheese and bikkies, but the lady at the tourist bureau persuaded us to go for the $9 lunch.

We expected a few slices of package ham, salad with ice lettuce and orange, and a pot of yoghurt.  Cheapest deal off the supermarket shelf without actually costing nothing.

Not a bit of it.  When we got to the other end we found the Furneaux Hotel, a 1930’s style building on a greensward in a cove, lovely garden, tables on the verandah.

And a choice from the menu – the $25 and up part.  So we had the sirloin steak – $34 for $9. What a deal.

But that’s not all – the chef was some kind of wizard because that was the best meal I’ve had for a very long time. Followed by Creme brulee and delicious coffee. Gadzooks!