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There’s the old favourites. There’s the new favourites. There’s the favourites you don’t know are favourites yet.
It’s the feeling you get when you put on an old pair of jeans and find a $20 note in the pocket. Like when you are running late and the guy leaving the car park gives you his parking ticket with just enough time on it to save you buying one.
It’s like a cracking op-shop find. Uncovering a band that none of your mates are on to yet. Perfecting chicken soup. A hand-me-down watch that fits to perfection… It’s that same little rush you’ll feel when you walk into The Western.
Welcome to the all-singing, all-dancing, Western Hotel…
No Dickheads
Just like when you and your brother / sister were at your nans, we want you to have fun, but without breaking anything. We’re all about having a great time here at The Western and we want everyone to be able to do the same. As a result, if your behaviour is affecting someone else’s night, we’ll probably tap you on the shoulder and show you the door. If we don’t, your mates will. And no choc-chip biscuits for you.