Mends Street Jetty
South Perth, 6151
(08) 9367 1699
Figure 1: "...There's a café on the jetty?" - Angela
I wouldn't have known it ever existed either, if not for my dad. When I was little and he moved into his bachelor pad on Mill Point Road, we would often go fishing at night on the Mends Street jetty. We'd sit there for hours: he'd bait his hooks and cast the lines so far I thought they would reach the other side; I'd be wrapped up in a pink blanket holding my little reel, staring at Perth's skyline until its lights stencilled into my vision.
Occasionally, when dad would catch a decent-sized silver bream, we'd celebrate by buying an ice cream from The Bellhouse. I'd always fall asleep in the short ride home to Mill Point Road, and wake up in bed tasting cocoa flavouring with sugar all over my fingers.
Figure 2: Was tempted to steal the white beach umbrellas!
So until my New Year's Eve brunch with Lilian & Angela, my culinary experience of The Bellhouse only extended to their Billabongs. Our meal was passed leisurely, accompanied by much animated discussion about boys, travel, new years' resolutions, some serious arm-flapping, uncontrollable laughter (much to the delight of the scowling couple sitting right next to us), and for some strange reason... almost identical anecdotes involving children's ride machines in shopping centres.
We opted for the table outside in the sunlight, with an unobstructed view of our little city. Within about a minute of being seated, cold water in glasses materialised in front of us, which put me in a fantastic mood. So many places these days, you have to fight to get tap water even when you ask for it. Belinda happy!
Figure 3: Iced tea and aviators - hello, Summer!
I am passionate about good iced tea. There's nothing more refreshing after a hot summer's day at the beach, served in a tall glass packed with ice, topped with a thin slice of lemon. I'll only ever order iced tea if it's made from scratch. The bottled stuff is way too sugary, and when you drink it you still have this gritty taste of corn syrup on your tongue hours later. Me & Lilian ordered a Peach Iced Tea ($4.6) each, which could have done with more tea and less syrup... actually, I was wondering if there was any tea in it at all. But it still hit the spot. Everything tastes good after living off Chinese powdered coffee and 100 Plus for three weeks, trust me.
Figure 4: Beer battered is best.
None of us could decide on what to order, so we just picked three dishes and shared them out. First came the entree size Market Fish & Chips ($25) which was coated in a perfectly crispy beer batter, served with a delicious chunky tartare sauce. It wasn't super oily like the fish & chips you get in Fremantle that makes its wrapping go greasy and transparent. I probably could have had a whole main size portion to myself, it was just so light!
Figure 6: Good shot Angela!
Next was the Grilled Chicken & Avocado Toasted Sandwich with Aioli ($17.5), which was actually a burger, but potato potah-to. The aioli actually came served inside the burger, and when Angela asked for an additional serve of aioli on the side, it came promptly with no extra charge! The avocado + aioli combination was a tad rich, and the sandwich itself was pretty average, probably wouldn't order this one again. The shoestring fries were very morish though.
Figure 5: Satisfying those salad cravings.
I am in love with their Grilled Mushroom, Pear, Walnut, Rocket and Blue Cheese Salad ($18). Coming from an Asian family where 'salad' means lettuce, tomato, cucumber dipped in mayonnaise, I am always on the look out for interesting flavour combinations that are healthy too. The blue cheese was just right, not too strong, and went down so well with the woody walnuts and just-sweet-enough pears. Perfect summer food.
Figure 6: Happy children.
Figure 7: Summer of 2012, here I come!
Thank you to all those who have supported my foodblog this year, by following online or by coming on food adventures with me. Special thanks to Michèl who still takes me out to eat even though I embarass him on a regular basis with my relentless photo taking, and occasional high-pitched squealing. I'm looking forward to sharing more of my passion for good food with you guys in 2012.
Happy New Year!