When we were little and used to go to Noosa for weekends we didn’t dine out too much. It wasn’t because mum and dad didn’t want to, it was more because they had a very fussy daughter (me!). There used to be a little Greek restaurant where we’d frequent. It was a lovely family-friendly restaurant but the main reason we used to go there was that they made the best chicken nuggets so I was happy.
Fast forward a few years – my taste buds have matured and so has the restaurant scene up the coast. What was a little hole-in-the-wall eatery is now a more upmarket, but still coastal relaxed Rock Salt Noosa. We arrived for our 8.30 sitting and were ushered to a table right at the front inside.
I’d made the mistake of not booking outside. In summer, it’s mighty warm in the dining room and for some reason they didn’t have the air-con on. You can imagine mum and I saw to it that they turned it on quick-smart. Luckily, shortly after our drinks arrived a group left outside and we moved out into the fresh coastal night air.
We placed our orders and then started debating whether or not the couple at the table behind us were on a first date. Does anyone else do that? We were split down the middle. I took the guy’s rather relaxed position and the fact that he looked at his phone a little too often for my liking to mean they weren’t newly-dating.
Lucky our food started arriving before someone got up to ask them and settle the discussion.
As usual I was put in charge of ordering entrees (I love eating with my parents!) and you know how I love gnocchi so I went straight for it. This was a rather interesting combination. I really enjoyed the crunch of the chorizo crumb and the prawns were fresh and sweet. To me, the gnocchi was just a little bit too soft. I know it’s a strange thing to say about gnocchi but I like it to have a bit of bite to it.
I’d had shredded Mexican beef a few nights before and was hankering for more so when I saw ‘shredded beef’ on the menu I had to order it. Although not was I was expecting this was amazingly moreish and so crispy it was almost like biting into slithers of prawn cracker made of beef.
Yes I get distracted by pretty things like the reflection of light from a hanging light. Isn’t it beautiful they way it’s dispersed across the ceiling?
Now onto mains. We’ve been here quite a few times and mum always orders the duck. That is probably enough of a compliment really. If mum loves it, it’s pretty safe to say most people will.
I wasn’t overly enamoured with the look of dad’s wagyu. Call me a food snob, but to me the criss-cross grill lines are a bit Sizzler-esque. Single lines are fine by me (don’t ask why, I’m weird). Having said that, dad enjoyed his steak so I must learn to look beyond the pattern.
Will went for the pizza that night. He said it wasn’t as good as my homemade version. Ok he didn’t say that, I just wanted him to say that. He devoured it pretty quickly so I guess that’s a thumbs up.
Criss-cross strikes again! Why did I take a photo of my fish and focus on the snow peas? To me, they are the absolute best part. For as long as I’ve been coming to Rock Salt, I’ve been ordering whichever dish comes with the shredded snow peas. I don’t know how they manage to make them oh so very tasty and crunchy and like you’re eating something naughty when really, they’re just snow peas.
The fish was cooked to flakey tenderness and not at all oily and on this instance I did decide to cover it in the zesty lemon chive butter (sometimes I’m good and leave it on the side).
Apologies for the dark photos. Relaxed, romantically-lit restaurants are not great for bloggers. I did manage to awkwardly balance the camera and this little candle to get a little extra glow. I might have to pop one in my handbag in future.
Dad’s cheese was nice and creamy with a good amount of bite but perhaps could have been left out a little longer to soften. I love apple slices finely like they did. Don’t know why it tastes better like this but to me it does.
The texture of my ice-cream was like nothing I’d had before. Described as whipped ice-cream that’s almost what it was like. I’d describe it as a cross between mousse and ice-cream – light but still really rich and oh-so smooth. Three scoops with chocolate sauce was a little too much for me though and I regretfully left a few spoonfuls in the bowl.
I rolled myself home full as can be and slept like a baby listening to the sound of the waves.
Rock Salt Noosa, is located at 4/2 Quamby Pl, Noosa Heads. It is open Monday to Saturday 5.30pm-10pm. Bookings can be made by calling (07) 5449 2255.