The Brauhaus Hotel is a local pub in Angaston, a small town nestled in amongst the Wine country that is the Barossa Valley. Now, when I think country pub, I think of the kindly owners that own the pub, who put their heart and soul into every meal they dish out. The owners of the Brauhaus obviously didn't get that memo.
The schnitzel came out, and right away I noticed problems. Every visible edge on the schnitty was burnt, not browned, burnt. Luckily the sauce covered 70% of it, I shudder to think what it looked like underneath.
Now, at this point, even before I've begun to tuck in, I'm looking at the chips. Remember how I said that some great chips could save a dodgy schnitzel? Well, that was not going to be the case here, as the chips were soggier than i've ever seen.
Now I had to hope the schnitzel was better than it looked.
Unfortunately the chicken fillet was a little overcooked, thanks to the bronzing on the outside, which then left the sauce. They tried something a little unique with the sauce, which I did appreciate, which was to add capsicum.
However, the overpowering taste of the capsicum took away from the parmi sauce, which left me a very disappointed man.
I really thought leaving the city would be an awesome experience, and I'd be dazzled by the heart and love invested in the country fare, but I was sorely mistaken.
At this stage, it's back to the Duke for me.
Til next time...
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