Push open the worn, familiar door and hear that same greeting ring out from behind the bar, between the hiss of the coffee machine and the clatter of the kitchen dishing up succulent brekky burgers and warming seasonal porridge. Turn up with the crew around lunchtime for a hearty steak, or wander over after work and grab a glass of your usual while you tuck into something off the wood-fired grill.
As one of Melbourne’s oldest gay-friendly pubs, there are decades of rich local history here, and it’s tangible. It’s in the smoothness of the wood panelling and the black and white photos mounted on the wall. The soft glow of the famous meat fridge and the wood-fired barbecue standing ready for steak night. The squat, square façade and classic red umbrellas, ready to welcome you as you are for any meal, any time.