As at Ditch Plains—and presumably all forthcoming urban-surfer-dude shacks—oyster shots are a favorite diversion, as is drinking in general. Behind the bar, the sort of recirculating plastic tanks typically used for grape and orange drinks at old-fashioned pizza parlors are filled with high-octane, neon-hued concoctions, while other cocktails are muddled with fresh fruit. If those libations don’t move you, you can opt for a nice sparkling Shiraz or McLaren Vale Riesling. But it’s not really that kind of place. It’s friendly, high-spirited, a bit crazed, and utterly unpretentious. That goes for the food, too—especially the “hot pot” of salt-and-pepper squid with a fiendishly good dipping sauce made with cream, soy, scallions, and a mystery ingredient that tastes a little like Heinz 57. The burger comes decked out in proper Australian fashion with beets and pineapple, and dessert means a classic Lamington or a pavlova, the tropical-fruit-strewn meringue puck that just might be the urban surfer dude’s answer to blueberry pie.



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