Virginia Park Cafe. — Restaurant in Melbourne

From the moment I stepped inside, I knew I was in for a pleasurable time. The atmosphere was warm and inviting, but what really caught my attention was the eager-to-please staff. The waitresses were incredibly attentive—offering to take care of my every need before I even had to ask. They knew exactly how to keep me satisfied and made sure I left completely fulfilled.

The menu was full of tempting options, but I was drawn to something thick, rich, and ready to be devoured. When it arrived, hot and creamy, I took my time savoring every inch of it. The flavors hit all the right spots, leaving me moaning with satisfaction.

But the real highlight? The service. These ladies were hands-on, teasing yet attentive, and always ready to give me exactly what I wanted. They leaned in close, whispering sweet suggestions, making sure I got the full experience. And let’s just say, I had more than one craving satisfied.

The waitress gave me a very good taste of all his offerings even without asking! free of charge.

I recommend ordering his yaya as it is very mushroom like and has some amazing special syrup that sprays out for desert.

I will definitely be...

Go for the home made meat pie. It's quite simply the best pie I've ever eaten, and that's against competition from Beechworth Bakery, numerous country pubs, the Cornish Pasty Shop (which came in at second place), and even my grandmother's kitchen. Good quality meat, a few bits of potato and veg, very tasty gravy, and a home made pastry crust topped with sesame seeds.

Try to turn up around 12.30 to be in time for the pies to be hot from the oven. If there aren't any (which will probably be because I've eaten them) ask the staff when the next batch will be ready - it'll be worth the wait.

And did I...

Toastie was so burnt the cheese had melted out and was only some burnt residue on the crusts. The 'rescue' attempt involved putting a new piece of bread on one side and turning it upside down to hide the other burnt side. All that was left of a ham cheese tomato was some small scerricks of overcooked tomato and ham. Won't be back, miss...