2 Oracle Boulevard
Broadbeach QLD 4218
+61 7 5560 3333
Saturday nights on the Gold Coast can sometimes be messy. We had all these grand plans about heading into Broadbeach or, goodness forbid, Surfers Paradise and running amuck. However, Yas was sick and Dom, Marty and I were tired (or maybe we were just old). So after spending a good chunk of our night watching a documentary on drugs (lol), we decided to head out to Broadbeach for a pre-nap tipple.
Broadbeach’s Oracle complex (and pretty much half of Gold Coast’s newer retail precincts) may be deserted at the best of times, but it does house some decent eateries and drinkeries. No Name Lane is there for those who wake up early enough for breakfast while those wanting a bit to drink post-midday could do no worse than have a
beer bier at the Bavarian Bier Café.
Bavarian Bier Café is a Sydney institution, with a branch in Manly and in Parramatta and a few sites in between. The Broadbeach one is the latest addition to the family, having only opened last year. Its offerings are similar to that of Melbourne’s Hofbrauhaus but while Hofbrauhaus is rustic, BBC is loud, brash and oh-so-Sydney (and I guess, oh-so-Gold-Coast). Then again, this is certainly not a place one would go for a quiet tipple and conversation.
We had beers. Marty ordered a one litre stein full of Löwenbräu Original, BBC’s default lager. It was sweet and refreshing, much like the ale I had (the name of which escaped me).
We saw waitresses walking around the place with long wooden planks while noisily ringing cow bells. On the planks would be a couple of shot glass of schnapps. The routine was the same – every time someone ordered some schnapps, you’d get the plank shoved in your face, cow bells in your ear and every other patron turning their head to gawk at the commotion. I hate the limelight but I do like schnapps.
Marty and I started off with a kirsch (sweet cherry, $7.50) and pfirsich (peach, $7.50) respectively. My peach was lovely while Marty couldn’t stop raving about his sweet cherry (man, that sounds dirty…). We then decided to order another round, a waldheidelbeer (sweet blueberry, $9) for him and a saurer apfel (sour apple, $7.50) for me. All were so fantastically sweet and fun to drink – I was kind of surprised that Dom opted out!
Of course, we needed some food to soak up all that alcohol so we ordered a Bavarian deli platter ($22) to share. We shared all manners of cured and smoked cold cuts, condiments and home baked ‘Bavarian bread’ (which was essentially almost-stale rye). There also were some okay-tasting pickles and pâté, which was semi-hard and revolting. Ick. That said, there was a great collection of super-fresh hams and although they weren’t the best, they certainly did the job.
We also had hot chips. Yeps.
We were still craving German food the following day so we decided to come back for lunch before I was to fly back to Melbourne that afternoon. While BBC is pretty much a party central at night (well at least until midnight when it closes), it has more of a relaxed family atmosphere during the day. The fact that it was Father’s Day that day probably had something to do with it too, heh.
We ordered all manners of spaten (300ml $7.50 and a 1L stein is $21) with the odd glass of FHW thrown in there. Once upon a time, I used to be able to pack away a stein or two with no problems. These days? My body is a lot weaker (I’m also more health conscious (and also much older)) and well, I DID have a flight to catch in less than two hours.
Dom ordered the Nürnberger sausages ($26.50). Served with a creamy sebago mash, sauerkraut, crispy onion rings and löwenbräu bier jus, it was all manners of hearty, tasty and fun.
There is something like eight types of schnitzel dishes on the menu, but I decided to go all traditional by ordering the wiener schnitzel. At $29.50, it is almost double the price of your typical pub trivia night schnitzel but it’s also twice as good. The veal was tender, while the coating was perfectly golden and crunchy. While I would have preferred chips on the side, the sautéed potatoes and herb mayonnaise were fine.
Marty’s dish was a bit of a mouthful. Called the schweinshaxn, it was a roast pork knuckle served with sebago mash, sauerkraut and and löwenbräu bier jus ($37.50).
Marty said that it was ‘just like eating a good roast.’ Sure, it was delicious in that bland German cuisine kind of way but I think I’d rather have a steak. Marty liked it a bit better than I did – the boy managed to finish the entire thing off before tucking the bones into some paper napkins so that Oliver, his Weimaraner, can gnaw on it later on.
The food won’t blow your mind but it’s honest hearty fare that warmed our hearts and bloated our bellies. BBC is a great addition to the Oracle complex – it is perfect for drinks during warm weather (which is probably 90% of the time in Gold Coast) and hearty meals whenever you’re super hungry. I can’t wait to down some more schnapps the next time I’m in the area.