Head to the Railay Club Hotel an epic steak and punt on the ponies
Half a block from the 109 tram in Port Melbourne lies the Railway Club Hotel, a blend of old-school punters’ pub (before pokies made them dim warrens of compulsion) and Wolf of Collins Street steakhouse. Planted firmly in the early 1980s, this burgundy-carpeted joint pretends the recession of the ’90s never happened. On offer are huge hunks of fat-marbled cow from Cape Grim, dry-aged on site and prepared with pre-cognitive precision. They’re served the way nature intended: with béarnaise, truffle butter, and brandy cream peppercorn sauce. Despite the retro styling, nothing here feels tired. Fresh grated horseradish accompanies your choice of mustards and excellent Parmesan is shaved onto bright, crunchy string beans. It’s all backed by a meat-focused list of Aussie reds – there’s even a display case of Penfolds Grange located conveniently next to a TAB terminal. Make it rain! Beers on offer are standard Carltons and Peronis with Stone and Wood’s pacific ale being the main tip to craft. But perhaps the real charm of the Railway Club lies in the men’s toilets. Two doors mean secret access to the public bar where the doggies sprint around the screens and a chalkboard lists curries and pie of the day with peas. Dinner with the in-laws? No dramas. Lay a sneaky fiver on the third and be back before the missus gets suspicious.