Harry Audus
07/06/2024
7pm on a drizzly Wednesday night. This area of Newy is pretty dismal anyway, and the Iron Horse didn't do much to improve it, in spite of claims that it has been revamped. (I can't imagine how it was before.)
The beer on tap had at least a couple of decent drops, and I had a Balter XPA from the friuendly barmaid in the cosy (but empty) rear bar before considering the food choices.
The adjoining "bistro" is a huge, featureless room apparently designed for not-too-extravagant functions. At least it was very clean, the furniture was new and the motel carpet was ungummed. Standard pub grub on the menu. I opted for the deep-fried barramundi. It arrived promptly enough. The fish was horribly dry and almost as tough as steak. The chips were good and the salad was fine if unimaginative. The waiter did ask about the food as she was clearing up, and I reported my findings. "I'll tell the chef", she said, and that was the end of that.
I see that this place has had generally great reviews, so I might have hit the food on an off night (should there be any off nights?) But as a venue, it's pretty much a dull suburban, no-surprises pub. Maybe that's all most people want, but hardly worth 4 stars.