Woodside Providore — Restaurant in Woodside

On Sunday30th October five of us {All professionals} decided to lunch at the Providor in Woodside. My friend and his brother {A senior payroll officer in the civil service and a Neurologist visiting from the UK.} ordered for us; two coffees to be had immediately, a baguette with vegetarian filling and three small vegetarian pizzas. The coffees came, were unexceptional but OK. After a longer delay [reasonable for preparing fresh food] the main order came. The waitress proffered the baguette and three vegi-burgers! My friend and his brother gently explained that this was not what had been ordered. The waitress didn’t agree and went away but returned with the manager [owner] who held two burgers aloft and standing imposingly above us insisted this was what was ordered. My friend the senior civil servant gently explained what had transpired at the counter when the order was taken and his brother, the Neurologist, politely explained in perfect British English, that the baguette also was not what was ordered because it contained chicken. It was clear the manager expected us to take and pay for the food mistakenly produced. I pointed out that in our discussion of the menu choices prior to ordering we had not even considered vegi-burgers. The manager went back to the counter to consult with the waitress then returned still holding the food and trying to look menacing and insisted that the waitress had read back the order to my friends. The Neurologist from the UK in his best bedside manner gently explained that was not true. After a brief stand off the manager returned to the kitchen and in suitable time produced what we had ordered. The pizzas were delightful. When they were delivered, I ordered another coffee; it came quite quickly but tasted awful… I couldn’t drink it. Some how the baguet was not replaced! The whole situation speaks of badly managed staff who are afraid to admit a mistake or that four people of dark skin colour just were not welcome in that establishment. Whatever the cause my friends and I will not...

Had high hopes as had heard good things about the place.

We had booked a few weeks ahead and called last week to add another person to the booking. No issues we were told

When we arrived we were told that our booking was only for 2 not 3 and they needed to rearrange things now. We were made to feel like this was an us problem, when we had done the right thing.

We were sat at a table, no menus provided nor were we told we needed to go to the counter to order.

We managed to retrieve one menu between us and ordered

We ordered the share platter to start and then other menu items to have after and drinks

Drinks arrive and iced latte was good.

When the food came out it was the meals we had ordered and not the platter.

The chips were good, however the amount of Cesar dressing was out of proportion to the meal and actually spoiled it.

The platter was brought out when we were half way through the meals and basically thrown in the table. The little bowl of olive oil was spilled and half the contents left to spread all over the platter and table, no apology, no offer to clean is up, just looked at us and then looked at the platter and walked away and left us to mop up the mess with napkins.

Sad to say it was a very disappointing experience with staff that didn’t seem to care at all or have any interest in providing a good...

I’ve never quite understood the logic behind sabotaging baby spinach’s full potential by smothering it over eggs Benedict. Let the poor leaf live! That said, even the spinach sabotage can’t stop Woodside Providore from delivering a pretty banging eggs Benny. But let's not get distracted — the real reason to haul yourself into the Adelaide Hills isn't for the views, the wine, or some elusive sense of inner peace. No. It’s for the double Belgian waffles.

These waffles aren’t just good — they’re worth questioning your entire breakfast loyalty for. Sure, someone might tell you there are other reasons to visit Woodside. These people are wrong. These people have not tried the waffles.

Now, a word of caution: if you're in a rush, this might not be your best pit stop. This place gets busy, and your waffles might take their sweet, golden time getting to you. But they’re worth every second of waiting. Use that time to reflect on your life choices — like why you haven’t been here sooner.

The Eggs Benedict also deserves a nod: fresh, with crispy-but-not-burnt bacon and enough flavour to make you forget about the leafy green trespasser on your plate. So if waffles aren’t your thing, don’t worry — there’s backup breakfast.

Bottom line: if you’re retreating to the hills, make it a waffle-fueled retreat to Woodside....