What To Expect From Walkabout

It’s that Australian bar. Yes, that’s right.

Richard and I went along to it after a tiring day at university (LOL #thirdyearlife) and found it to be quite pleasant.

So Richard, what did you order?

R: I ordered their BBQ Burger, which I can honestly say is the best burger I’ve had since coming back from the States. Forget all of your preconceptions about how burgers taste from McDonald’s and greasy cafés, in all seriousness it’s just amazing. Lean, proper meat, actually how a burger should be, and how the Americans serve it. Plus it comes on a bit of wood which makes everything more “Australian”.

A: I know right, the food was DE-LI-CIOUS. Yeah I said it like that, that’s how good it was. Your burger did look pretty tasty to be fair. Bet it wasn’t anything on my BBQ Pulled Pork Burger though. Don’t forget that the salad comes with a slice of MELON. How cool is that? What a refresher for your mouth. It was a bit weird to see it on a bit of wood though. Here’s my lovely pretentious Instagram picture of my burger.

R: To be fair, it is supposed to be how you eat stuff, with a cleanser afterwards. They also serve chips IN A MUG. I did also find the huge screens behind the bar showing surfers and beach parties and all the orange lighting maybe a bit much, however. The unfortunate thing is that you sit and feel as though you’re in Australia when you look at the bar, then you look out of an actual window and see a rainy Lincoln side street, and think “ahh…”.

A: IT WAS JUST A SCREEN. You are the technology lover… Oh, and don’t forget the man who served us was actually Australian. You were so impressed by that.

R: I spent about half an hour trying to work out how they recruit actual Australians, but hey ho. I even googled the company profile to try and work out what their links were and how they convinced the Aussies to leave their sunny country. Oh yes, they also serve authentic cocktails, I unfortunately felt the need to Instagram this too. Which is a shame really because I’m not remotely an arse, normally, but the second I opened Instagram on my phone I had ruined that anti-persona I have spent so long trying to cultivate and achieve.

A: The cocktails were decent. Mine was a little too sour for my liking though. Right, let’s stop with all this ultimate praise now and let our lovely readers go and find out for themselves. I just need to add that the Australian man had a beard as well so I fancied him…

That is all.

Goodnight.

PS The menu is rather tasty.