We taking the Bells Line of Road home, which weaves down the mountainside and deposits us in Richmond. Right opposite the RAAF base is a Hog's Breath Cafe. We nearly miss it as we were rubber necking at the huge RAAF planes all parked for the night, but with some smooth driving moves The Boy makes the turn and my steak cravings are well on their way to be sated.
Hog's Breath Cafe has a bit of an "American" vibe to it - big chunky wooden furniture, quirky items decorating the walls (like old water skies, cash registers, saws, number plates - you get the picture). A waitress bounces up to us and announces"hi, my name is Tiffany and I'll be your server for the night". Well hello Tiffany...bring us two beers, and promptly they arrive. Like magic. Yes, the are light beers - 'cos we're soft!
The menu here is quite extensive, ranging from salads, burgers and wraps, chicken, fish and ribs. I'm here for one thing only though - STEAK!
Despite the huge selection of steak to choose from I decide to keep it simple and order a Natural Prime Rib ($21.95 for a small sized cut).