A museum built around death and sex and all I came for was dinner

I'll surely post more about this when I'm back in Melbourne and can attach photos, but hopefully the title gives you something to look forward to later this week.

But dinner (the reason I came to Hobart), holy cow. Imagine living in a town of 200,000. Sounds big, right? Now consider that you have to fly there to get there. So there is a total landlocked population of 500,000. Now imagine putting in a fine dining restaurant, that opens at 5pm and doesn't take reservations, has only communal dining and becomes one of the best restaurants in all of Australia. Now, you're in Hobart. And Garigestes fully delivers.

That was my hope when I booked a flight at 10pm Friday to fly out at 6am Saturday.

An this was the result. Calamari, sea urchin, pickled leek. Again, more later.



Just fantastic. I just wish I asked it they could combine the 3 and 5 course menus into an 8 course. I guess it's a reason to come back.

Oh yeah, about the museum....



Crazy. My interpretation is Cookie Monster just took some Pepto-Bismol.

Let's just say there was an exhibit where I unknowingly scared the shit out of myself. No one else around, I screamed a bit. And was laughed at a bit by the people waiting their turn. But I waited for their reaction and they did the same. But, more on that later....

Location:Hobart,Australia