First , this is serious food, with serious prices. It's not the sort of place where you go looking for a fifteen-dollar steak and chips. My wagyu beef was perfectly cooked, wonderfully tender and quite wonderful and Madam's entree-size prawns and pasta was very nice as well, but neither was a huge meal and the bill was rather substantial.
Second, I realise serious food takes time, but we really ended up waiting far longer than you would have thought necessary. That meant I had plenty of time to savour the glass of Cabernet, and could easily have fitted in a second if I hadn't been sensitive to the need for diplomacy.
All in all, a place for a long leisurely lunch over a couple of bottles of the local product rather than an opportunity for a quick meal before you get back on the bitumen.
The detour and subsequent delay along with road-works towards the top of Cunningham's Gap meant it was close to three when we arrived in Warwick, and after a quick visit to the Tourist Information centre and a photo opportunity involving a couple of buildings we were off on a side trip to Killarney. It's a pleasant drive through attractive country, though time was pressing and we didn't have a lot of time to savour the scenery.
Madam's main purpose in making the diversion lay in the range behind the town, where Queen Mary Falls are very close indeed to the headwaters of the whole Murray-Darling system. The Falls themselves are an impressive sight but, again, we didn't have time to pay the surroundings the attention they deserve.

The prospect of driving west on a winding road into the afternoon sun had a lot to do with that, but we were back in Warwick turning south before it became a problem and it was just after five-thirty when we passed under the Arts Festival banner and I called Granty for directions.
Uncertainty about evening meal arrangements had been a significant factor in decisions about lunch, but a roast provided a good excuse to knock over a magnum of d'Arenberg Grenache Shiraz we'd been lugging around with us looking for a suitable excuse to open, and that came after we'd sampled a Rockford Alicante Bouchet and a Pfeiffer Gamay renewing acquaintances and making the relevant introductions.
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