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Friday’s Waterline Restaurant

Everyone, welcome this week’s guest poster, Lynne! Lynne is a Brisbane lady who does nice things like take her daughter out for dinner. Hint hint, Momma T. Enjoy, and thanks for the post Lynne. Sorry guys, no pictures in this review.

 

My daughter and I went to Fridays Waterline Restaurant in the CBD one Saturday night for tea. We booked for 5:30 pm so as to avoid the busy rush, and were pleasantly surprised by the atmosphere at Fridays. It was semi busy but very efficient.

We were greeted and taken to our booked table at the window, and the view of the Storey Bridge was just stunning! We ordered drinks and chatted for about 5 mins before the waitress came back and asked if we were ready to order – I thought that was good timing as we were about ready and had a few questions about the menu.

I ordered the Prawn & Lobster Bisque Risotto.  It was very tasty, but a downside was the peas – they were a bit hard and there were too many of them; they sort of overpowered flavour of the risotto. Marissa ordered a Rib Fillet steak, which came with two sides. She chose french beans with pesto, and crisp Italian potatoes with a pepper sauce. Her steak was cooked to perfection (medium rare) and had a lovely flavour, and the beans and potatoes were also great.

For dessert I chose the Classic Lemon Tart with vanilla bean ice cream and Lemon Dust*.

Marissa chose a Vanilla Bean Panacotta with Strawberry salad. Both desserts were stunningly presented and tasted wonderful.

All in all it was a great meal and i would definitely go there again. My score: 9/10!

 

 

(Lemon dust! What is this magical lemon dust? It sounds exciting, like what would happen if a fairy got too much gas after eating a lot of lemons. No? – Ally)

 

Friday’s Waterline Restaurant

123 Eagle St, Brisbane CBD

http://www.fridays.com.au/

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Canvas

This post is way, way overdue – in fact, it’s been so long since my visit to Canvas that I feel I need to put some sort of disclaimer in here. But, I have the feeling it won’t be necessary, and that it will just be as awesome five months later (I know, I know. I’ve been busy. Did I mention I’m writing this from Canada? Yes, you’re cutting into my maple syrup drinking time, so be grateful).

Ol’ pal GG and I were guests of Canvas several months ago when we visited to sample their World Class competition sangrita cocktails (read about that here). Canvas is a lovely little bar – it’s small and cosy, and has a pumping vibe yet still manages to feel homely.

I don’t know about you, but whenever I drink alcohol it’s like my stomach is jealous that my blood alcohol level is getting some love. It must be fed. Therefore, I was more than happy to try some of Canvas’ tapas-style snacks. We ordered artichokes; goat cheese; and some jamon and fig skewers. The skewers were definitely my favourite – the jamon had a spicy finish that contrasted sharply with the sweet figs.

Canvas also have an insane drink menu – just try to pick a cocktail in less than five minutes. Service is friendly and swift, and there are comfy booth seats (although bear in mind it’s a pretty small bar).

Canvas has only been open for less than a year, but it’s not hard to see why it’s already a popular West End bar. I am so thrilled to see more places like this in Brisbane popping up. Power to the small cosy bars! Power to awesome cocktail lists! Power to jamon!

Now, if you’ll excuse me – I’ve got to get back to my maple hunt (something I definitely won’t be putting off for five months…)

Canvas

Bar

16B Logan Road, Woolloongabba

(07) 3891 2111

http://www.canvasclub.com.au

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Burger Urge

Burger Urge

It’s embarrassing that it’s taken me this long to try Burger Urge. The Brisbane burger chain has been popular for a long time, and it’s not hard to count the reasons why.

First of all: are you hungry? Do you have a large appetite? Perhaps you’re hungover as shit, you’ve just run up Mt Coot-tha, or you’ve done an ‘awsum’ Zumba marathon. Burger Urge will take care of any raging appetite – the ‘large’ sized burgers are massive! Plus, they’ve mastered the art of making a huge burger that doesn’t fall apart.


Second:
do you like tasty food? Get your mouth around a burger. I tried a Pestorella ($12.90), which had beef, pesto, mozarella and salad. D went for the Lamb Haloumi ($13.90), which was packed with lamb, haloumi, pesto, caramelised onion, salad, and relish. Both burgers were simply, but really tasty. The lamb and caramelised onion on D’s burger were cooked perfectly, and very flavoursome.

Third: healthy food is good, yes? I won’t lie. Dudes, recently D and I had a sausage roll sandwich (that’s a sausage roll stuffed in a slice of white, white bread) for lunch. Despite this, I do appreciate healthy and fresh food. I’m not sure of the nutritionals of Burger Urge, but the patties seem pretty lean, and all their produce is fresh and good quality.

Fourth: sweet potato fries. Oh yes.  The humble vegie known as white potato’s less evil, sweeter cousin, can indeed be chopped up, fried, and seasoned. For $5.90, we were served a massive bowl of these crispy, spicy, savoury delights. I would go back just for these guys.

Fifth: do you like money? I sure do. Sometimes it’s annoying paying for something that mostly comes out the other end, but at least at Burger Urge you are getting serious value. Some of the burgers come in ‘regular’ size, but all of them come in ‘large’ – and these burgers are large and in charge. No, they won’t be the biggest burger you’ve ever had, but for $10.40 (for the ‘Classic’). Hot damn. You could share this sucker, if you’re a wimp.

There you have it. When you add up the list of positives, versus the minor negatives (tooooo much pesto. Yes, there is such a thing) Burger Urge is clearly a place you must visit.

Burger Urge

Shop 3/156 Boundary St

West End (also at New Farm)

(07) 3844 8777

www.burgerurge.com.au

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Grappino Trattoria

I think I’ve got a bit of a problem with fresh, proper Italian pasta. A little while ago I had a rather religious experience at Il Centro. I was more focussed on my fresh ravioli in Rome than the Colloseum. And, the other week, I had a little moment in Paddington.

D and I were at Grappino, an Italian restaurant that’s known as a bit of an institution. We ordered the famous veal medallions (Vitello Saltimbocca) , and the pasta marinara (Grappino’s Marinara). I also ordered a glass of Venetian Pinot Grigio (around $13), and D cheekily copied me. He is like that kid in preschool who does EVERYTHING you do, then gets hurt when you start yelling. Sheesh.

Anyway – the meals arrived promptly, delivered by one of our polite waiters. I was really excited about the veal, as Momma T had been raving about it for years. And if someone knows meat, by God it’s my mother.

The prosciutto on top of each plump medallion was sublime. Just gently fried, it was crispy but still had an easy chew to it, with a yummy salty touch. The veal itself was good, but not the best I’ve had. It tasted very lean, which is great, but it was also a bit chewy. The sauce it was in on the other hand – hold the phone. I resisted the urge to grab a spoon and start slurping the stuff up, soup-style. I’d definitely recommend ordering a side of bread to mop this sauce up. The veal comes with your choice of linguine or a side, and we chose the Caprese salad – it was a little on the small side, but the fresh buffalo bocconcini and juicy tomatoes saved it many times over.

The veal may have been a little disapointing, but the pasta (pictured – yes I am aware it’s a dreadful photo) more than made up for it. This is where my little ‘fresh pasta’ motor kicks in and I am taken over by a machine who simply must be stuffed with linguine. The seafood was plump and fresh, the sauce was creamy but had a tomato flavour that counteracted any sickly richness, and the pasta had that wonderful chew that only fresh al dente pasta can have.

Now, some people may baulk at the prices – the veal was $37.50, and the pasta $34.50 – but I thought the portions were pretty reasonably sized, and that an entree wasn’t needed.

After we finished we contemplated getting coffee or dessert (the home made self saucing pudding sounded pretty enticing), but we realised we just didn’t like sitting there. Grappino is decorated in a bit of an old-school, Italian trattoria style, with minimal furnishings and bare tabletops. The cool effect may be lost on me, as I just didn’t find it had a warm or welcoming ambience.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I must find an altar somewhere in the wheat fields and pray to the pasta Gods.

Grappino Trattoria

226 Given Terrace
Brisbane QLD 4064

(07) 3367 0033

http://www.grappino.com.au

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The Gunshop Cafe

Gunshop Cafe

D and I have one regret about our recent trip to New York. Cupcakes.

“I cannot BELIEVE we split that cupcake.”

“I am never splitting a Magnolia cupcake with you again.”

Yes, it would seem our newly greedy selves are disgusted that we shared a famed Magnolia cupcake. I don’t know where the hell that self-restraint came from, but suffice to say it’s been pretty absent lately.

Somehow, we dug deep and found that sharing vibe on a recent trip to The Gunshop Cafe for breakfast. I was worried we’d have to join a huge line up, but we only had to wait for about 10 minutes before our friendly waiter showed us to a nice outdoor table.

Both of our eyes immediately zeroed in on the Canadian brioche french toast with bacon, caramelized banana, pecans and maple syrup ($17.50). We both wanted it. However, I was neither starving nor hungover, and also thought the simple Sonoma spelt maple & almond muesli with d’agen prunes and ‘barambah’ natural yoghurt ($9.5o) sounded good.

I KNOW RIGHT

I suggested we order both and share. D agreed, pouting. I admit, when the french toast arrived I had to stop myself from dashing off with it. Thick slices of maple syrup-drenched, fluffy brioche were the anchor to a tower of bacon, gooey banana, and perfectly toasted pecans.

I started in on the muesli first, which was a very generous serve (it’s under the ‘light’ heading, but it’s definitely a hearty meal). The prunes were a great touch, transforming what could be just an average (albeit tasty) bowl of muesli into something gourmet.

I couldn’t wait until it was time to swap, and eagerly dug into my half of the french toast. Now – here we go – are you ready?

Best French Toast EVER.

This french toast is no joke. Brioche is hands-down the perfect bread for this dish. The slices were cooked perfectly, with a crispy golden crust and fluffy inside. The combination of banana, bacon, pecan, and maple is just insanely perfect. I moaned my way through this dish.

Afterwards I was feeling pretty full – the french toast may be no joke but it is rich. Wasn’t splitting it such a good idea? I asked D.

D begrudgingly agreed. “I could still eat the whole thing myself. I still want to next time,” he frowned.

This was one instance when I didn’t regret flexing my willpower and sharing muscle, but for all of you out there who aren’t so strong: get into it and enjoy every damn bite.

The Gunshop Cafe

53 Mollison Street, West End

07 3844 2241

www.thegunshopcafe.com

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Archive

Archive

There is this certain pub that I go to a lot. It starts with a ‘R’ and ends with an ‘E’. Over the years it has started to lose its appeal very slowly. The beer is shit. It’s not very cheap anymore. Intermittently, it smells like vomit. The 18-year-olds with their lithe bodies, metabolisms still in check, make me feel insecure. But all my friends go there, and thus I suck it up and go too.
Not anymore. Last week D and I sat at Archive in West End, looking around in awe like little kids. We ticked off  the beer house/bar’s positive points: it’s cheap (hello, Little Creatures pots for $4??). It’s nice (no vomit smells here). It’s comfy (couches! Win!) It’s got the best fries I’ve ever had (with aioli too). It’s got a massive range of good, quality beers.

We turned to each other. Why the hell do we go to the other place for?

Archive is, in a word, EPIC. I love it. I love it so much, I’d like to roll around on the bar and drink White Rabbit straight from the taps. I want to prance around on the large outdoor deck and order pork belly for everyone. I want to stuff my face with beer-battered, thick, crispy but not greasy chips and rub aioli all over my body. I want to do a little jig because finally, FINALLY a pub exists that is nice and sells all of the wheat beer a girl could want.

Archive beerWe tried several beers while we were there, although we found it hard to choose from Archive’s extensive list. The Sunshine Coast Summer Ale ($6) was just okay – it had a nice citrus aftertaste but was a bit bland. The Stone & Wood Pale Lager ($4 for a pot) was lemony with a bitter edge. The Burleigh Pale Ale ($6) also had a bitter taste, with a spicey finish.

The Wicked Elf Witbier ($9) was awesome, and is definitely one of my new favourites. The Sunshine Coast Chilli Beer ($6) was indeed very spicy and hot – there’s actually a whole chilli stuffed into the bottle! Think Stone’s Ginger Beer but without the sweetness. Finally, D won with the beer of the night: Hargreaves Hefe Weize ($7). There were notes of vanilla in this incredibly smooth and clean-tasting wheat/white beer.

I could sit here and rave on about Archive forever. I could also mull about the fact that it’s sad that a bar that specialises in craft beer is a rarity in Brisbane. I could also puruse the beer-inspired menu thoroughly, planning what dish to get on my next visit (I think the Ginger Kegs Roasted Pork Belly). I could also talk more about the beer-flavoured ice cream that head chef Matija Stefancic handed out to people waiting at the bar (doesn’t taste like beer. It tastes like awesome).

Whatever. Just GO. Go to Archive, now.

Archive

Bar/pub/beer boutique

100 Boundary St, West End

07 3844 3419

www.archivebeerboutique.com.au

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FaB Burgers

Fab Beef burger

Who watches Man Vs. Food? It’s AMAZING. I totally have a crush on Adam Richmond. He is the biggest ladies man, and it’s not hard to see why. The man knows every delicious food joint in North America – actually, probably the world. Anyway, Adam is always moaning over pulled pork. Pulled pork is very popular in Southern USA y’all, and involves slow-cooking pork until it’s so tender it can literally be ‘pulled’ off Sir Oinksalot.

D loves these slightly pornographic images of pulled pork. Whenever they come on the screen, he clutches my arm and looks very flustered. Unfortunately, pulled pork has been neigh impossible to find in Australia. So, when we went to FaB Burgers the other night, we were both pretty excited to see it on the menu.

D went for the ‘Miss Piggy’, a burger with pulled pork, lettuce, tomato, apple chutney, and aioli ($13, above). I decided on the ‘Blues Brother’, which had a beef patty, blue cheese, roast pumpkin, and tomato ($12, top left).

Our burgers arrived and D happily tucked in to his precious pulled pork, happily chewing away. My burger was solid. The beef patty was lean and flavoursome, and paired well with the pumpkin and melty blue cheese. I can’t complain about the burger, but it didn’t really blow me away either; it was tasty, but not out-of-this-world.

D’s burger was tops. The pulled pork was piled high on the bun, and was succulent and tender. The apple chutney was an absolute perfect match. Oinking good.

Kudos must go to FaB for their terrific beer selection. They feature all the old favourites, as well as craft and microbrew varities. We got the Feral Beglian White Beer ($7.50), which I pronounced my new favourite beer, and the Red Duck Pale Ale. It’s stupidly hard to find craft and wheat beer in Brisbane eateries (hell, even bars), so this was awesome.

We also go the chips with aioli ($6), which were fine; again, nothing to complain about, but nothing mind blowing (yes, potato products can be mind blowing). The aioli was tasty, and there was a generous serve so we weren’t fighting over it.

While the beef burger at FaB was pretty standard, they really must be applauded for featuring such rarities as pulled pork and craft beer. It may have been saved me from a life time of D moaning about the lack of pulled pork in his life. I thank you for that, FaB.

FaB

Fish and Burger Grill

11/5-61 Petrie Terrace (The Barracks)
Brisbane
(07) 3367 8088

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Vapiano Pizza Class

D and I are a little bit competitive. I blame the fact that neither of us were competitive with our respective siblings growing up. I was the cute little sister, whose eight-year-old brother changed her diapers, and D was the annoying, creepy eldest brother in his family.

So, it made sense that at a recent pizza making class – which the folk at Vapiano so kindly invited me to – we were trying to out-do eachother with our pizzas.

Step 1: Kneading.

It started with kneading some of Vapiano’s freshly made dough. D had a go first at shaping the semolina/flour based dough in a pizza base shape. The semolina gives the dough a bit of a crunch to it. D’s result on his kneading? All good except for a gaping hole in the centre.

I stepped up to the plate, put the guns to work, and banged out a pretty good hole-free base.

Verdict: Ally – 1. D – 0.

Step 2: Flipping and Spinning.

Next up, Tomic – one of Vapiano’s skilled chefs – showed us how to spin the doughy discs high into the air, shaping them out even more. These guys know what they’re doing – during one of their busiest services, they banged out over 700 pizzas.

I gave mine a tentative, girlish little hoist into the air. Pretty sub-par, but at least I didn’t drop it.

Verdict: Unknown! D tells me he threw his high up into the air. I was busy eyeing off the cabinets of fresh pasta and didn’t notice.

Step 3: The Sauce.

The Vapiano boys showed us how to expertly swirl tomato sauce onto our bases. Make sure you do it quickly, otherwise the bases will start to get soggy if they’re left out too long. No one likes a soggy base.

I was quite chuffed with my efforts: the key is to start in the middle and slowly spiral your way out. D gave it a try, and sucked.

Verdict: Ally – 2. D – 0.

Step 4: The Toppings.

I started to panic a bit when faced with the sheer variety of toppings. Parma ham, smoked cheese, fresh buffalo mozarella, prawns?? The choices. I blindly threw a whole bunch of stuff on my pizza and hoped for the best. Meanwhile, D was assembling the most boring pizza ever. There were essentially scraps of vegies and a crapload of cheese.

Verdict: Draw. I think we both failed.

Step 5: The Taste.

The pizzas cooked for about five minutes, then we garnished them with fresh rocket, parma, and other herbs and spices. Once again, I blindly threw parma and rocket on. D carefully assembled parma on his too. Then we ate.

Verdict: Ally – 2. D – 2.

I have to give D an extra point because his pizza (left) was so much better than mine. As I suspected, my pizza (right) was thoroughly confused. The mish mash of ingredients I’d thrown on had resulted in something that was tasty, but weird. In fact, the best pizza of the night was one the Vapiano guys had made for us as a demo – it simply had pesto, fresh chopped spinach, and cheese on it. This is keeping with the true Italian roots of pizza: simple, fresh, quality ingredients.

Overall Verdict

So, it is to my disgust that I announce a draw with D on our pizza making class. This pains me, but at least he didn’t win. I suppose we’ll just have to have a re-match…

Vapiano

Pizza & Pasta

191 Albert St (Albert Lane)
Brisbane

(07) 3221 4933

www.vapiano.com.au

Other Vapiano Posts:

http://www.eatdrinkbrisbane.com/2010/02/quick-bites-vapiano-launch.html

Hosokawa

Hosokawa

I’ve got a very special guest post for you guys this week. Meet Emma! We used to sell phones and teh internetz at a telecomm shop. We’re cool like that. Nowadays we both prefer writing about food to smiling through a stream of cusomter abuse.

Enjoy!

Recently a work pal and myself broke a dirty force of habit, all thanks to the lure of a newish Japanese
haunt at Hamilton. Instead of saying that we should go out to dinner together and then end up ‘drinking’ the equivalent of entrée, dinner and dessert in a bevy of tasty cocktails we actually made a formal reservation with the new Japanese kid on the block, Hosokawa on Racecourse Rd.

Hailing from a suburban west side upbringing, even just mentioning I had dins at Racecourse Rd on a school night makes me cool by association. The idea was to have achieve the near impossible- go out for a midweek meal that’s tasty and yet healthy without having to run a half marathon at the gym the next day. After all, summer is menacingly close now!Japanese seemed the obvious answer.

We had both heard good reports from friends and family that had already tried the place which recently opened, so maybe we placed our expectations a little high. The décor was what you would expect from a casual Japanese restaurant, simple, clean and minimalist. Service was friendly and speedy, although admittedly we had booked the ‘senior’ timeslot of 6pm so we could go straight after work.

I have a penchant for good hearty Udon soups with big chunks of vegies and crazy mushrooms or fresh seafood, however the menu had little variety on this front, with half served as cold. I however was still enthusiastic with our choices: scallops wrapped in bacon (Hotate- $7 for 2 pieces), simmered vegetables (Yasai Nimono, $12), handmade fishcakes (Satsuma Age, $8) and grilled squid with teriyaki sauce (Ikayaki, $12).

The scallops and vegie dish were the first to hit our table and we eyed them off with gusto. The vegie dish was great, all sorts of interesting and tasty vegetables and types of tofu to expand on my rich mental catalogue of vegetables from other cultures I might never know the name to- delicious regardless, with my favourite part being the soft fluffy potato balls, all in a tasty sauce and cute bowl. The scallops wrapped in bacon were also delicious and succulent with a more natural flavour, however rather small in portion size
for the price.

The first two dishes were followed in quick succession by the squid (which I was particularly looking forward to) and fishcake, not to mention the obligatory must of miso soup. I had high hopes for the squid, it looked rather special when it arrived- and had I taken it on surface value alone it would have scored top points. However I was disappointed to be greeted with a chewy texture and sauce that tasted suspiciously
the same as my vegie dish in flavour and consistency. I wanted to like it, I really did. Maybe they had an apprentice chef on, maybe they had their favourite episodes of 2 and a half men playing as their distraction, but this particular dish missed the mark a bit. The fish cake was good, succulent but lacking in flavour or condiments, the miso…..well it was miso!

We pondered our eclectic feelings over a glass or three of reasonably priced bubbly, which is always a winner. I would definitely be interested to try some of their other dishes, especially ones that had enticed the good reports from our friends and their larger sushi selection ($8- $12 for two pieces, or $32 for a platter of 11 pieces). Perhaps a lunch date is in order…followed by a dessert cocktail at a new schmick looking joint back towards the city I eyed off on the drive home- some habits never die hard!

Hosokawa

Japanese Restaurant

Shop 3/53 Racecourse Rd
Hamilton

(07) 3868 3762

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Kingsley’s Blogger Dinner

Yes, that is steak on a chair.

Sometimes I feel a little silly when I tell people I blog. You know those people who have the knack for making you feel like a dick, simply by repeating words back to you? I.e.:

Ally: “I have a food blog! Whee!”
Mean Person: “You have a food blog?”
Ally: “Yes! I take pictures of food and write about it!”
MP: “You..take pictures of your food. And then you write about it?”

Know what I’m talking about? Recently my fears of being ridiculed for being a blogger were momentarily silenced. Why? Because a prominent Brisbane restaurant organised a blogger dinner and invited me to it.

It is so refreshing to see that more Brisbane establishments are cluing in to the power of social media. Blogs are here to stay and it’s brilliant that people have noticed the opportunities for promotion. (Free meals are always good too.)

Kingsley’s is a steakhouse, and certainly has that classic steakhouse feel. Dark colours, plush booth seating, and wooden panelling make the riverside restaurant a warm and cosy place. It’s a little old-school men’s club, but with plenty of modern chic thrown in – and not forgetting the awesome view of the river and Storey Bridge.

The menu we were served sampled a range of Kinglsey’s dishes, including oysters (usually from $4.90), steak tartare ($23.90 for 120 grams), and kingfish sashimi ($16.90). The oysters – a bloody mary shooter, natural Alaskan, and a tempura – were fantastic and tasted very fresh. I was a bit unsure about the steak tartare, and felt it might have been missing a bit more spice. The sashimi was wonderful, and had a delicate flavour and melty texture.

The next course was simply ridiculous. Crab legs. Fresh crab legs. Fresh crab legs, practically overflowing on the plate. Fresh crab legs that with meat that was so plump and juicy, it simply popped out of the shell. The whole table basically moaned their way through these legs (from $19.90). Absolutely fantastic.

Unfortunately I was disapointed by the main course, the steak. I ordered the New York Striploin ($34.90), and was at first impressed by the size of the cut (300g) and the perfect grill marks. The steak itself was very thick and very chewy. I have certainly had worse steaks, but was expecting more from a steakhouse. The table seemed to have mixed reviews – some agreed with the chewiness, but others proclaimed their steaks marvelous.

We also were served a variety of sides, including thick steakhouse fries, salad, broccolini, and green beans. I loved the salad and the greens – they were fresh and flavoursome. The fries were very hearty and not too oily.

We may have been divided on the steak, but we could all agree that the seafood, service, and ambience was unbeatable.The prices seem very reasonable for the serving sizes, and the wine list is wide-ranging and well priced.

Many thanks to Belinda and the rest of the Kinglsey’s team for hosting us. It is nice to have at least one night where you can whip out your camera and snap away with no judegement.

Kingsley’s
Steak & Cran House
71 Eagle St (Riparian Plaza)
Brisbane Riverside
(locations also in Sydney and Canberra)

1300 KINGLSEYS (1300 546 475)

www.kingsleys.com.au

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