2018 UPDATE ODYSSEY TAVERN AND BREWERY IS PERMANENTLY CLOSED
Tucked away on the Torquay Highway is Geelongs first Craft Beer specialist tavern. Ashamedly, i found out tonight, it has been open nearly three years, withoug me stepping foot inside its hallowed halls! In fact I have driven past and sworn to visit it the following weekend so many times I have lost count.
It is a little inconvientently the halfway house beetween Geelong and Torquay, which is my only excuse for not having yet visit, but this award winning pub always has a steady stream of customers and I only imagine it will become a much sought after local when Armstrong Creek takes off. In fact, it will be the kind of local that will make the rest of us green with envy. And you can now unofficially stop there on the bus, which will drop you off and pick you up if you wave it down. The bus you say, I’m not catching the bus. Well, you should learn to rethink this attitude, because that 20 buck taxi fair you save each way is 3 extra delicous beers each this saturday night!
We were greeted at the front by a somewhat out of place but very charming mexican style garden wall, which contains a beer garden that promises nothing but sunglasses, cold cider and debauchery on a hot sunday summer sesssion. When you step foot inside the staff a welcoming and friendly. In fact the ownder greeted me with my favourite question – ‘beer or food or would you like to partake it a little of both?’. One can only say yes to both option and thats how a quiet thursday dinner with a couple friends turned into a middweek drinking session with a 6 beer tasting platter in front of me – I just couldnt resist a board full of local beers I had been keen to try for three years.
They brough my beer tasting plate out with the menus and thats how I knew I was at my kind of pub, the beer menu was at least 5 pages long and there was a number of vego options amongs the reasonable priced menu.
It incluees a range of gourmet pizzas for around 16.50, a bargain $20 beef burger, steak, ribs and various other meat dishes, a huge range of entrees and plenty of sides (fries and fat country style chips are both and option, much to the delight of my friend and I who have a long standing argument on what constitues a good bowl of chips).
While I wait for dinner, my beer tasting tray disapears suprinsgly quickly, and I learn from the posters on the wall that the tavern plays an important part in the Geelong Beer Festival (which I have unfortunely missed due to interstated work for the last two years running) and it also had its own Australia day weekend beer festival, which sounds like a pretty idea to me. In fact while siping my delicious beer, I could already imagine myself sitting in the beer garden, clad in a little bit of summer swag, dancing to the hottest 100, sipping delicious cider. Oh yer, see you already imagining to. But I digress.
As we devour the food, I move from my tasting plate onto ciders and soon it becomes apparent that the wise decision would be to head home so I can make it to work the next day. Especially since I’m beginning to feel my strategy of ‘drinking my cold away’ that has been plaguing me all week could possibly have some flaws in it.
So we pay the bill, and head home with definite plans to return again, next time with the sun. I finished the night giggling at my friends (and more importantly designated driver), who are even weirder than I am, who had decided to adopt the persona of deaf 90 year olds with a slight English accent for the duration of the trip home. Good night I say old chap.