We stumbled upon the small and intimate cafe, Larder, one weekend when we found ourselves on a mission to the reaches of Daylesford. Continuing the theme of ingesting boards filled with meaty and cheesy delights, a charcuterie board was quickly ordered – with some warmed olives on the side.
What arrived soon after at our table was one of the most impressive charcuterie share boards I’ve ever had the privilege of devouring. This was made especially delicious with a glass of Larder’s house red wine.
Smoked Oysters with sweet lemon and chilli dressing; a large slab of potent blue vein cheese; mountains of delicately sliced prosciutto; crusty, warm sourdough bread; earthy pickled beetroot; dense pate with rich and irony flavours (I think it may have been pork?); and grilled eggplant, blackened with charred stripes.
The service at Larder was impeccable. At one point J managed to drop some cutlery on the floor and within a few ninja seconds a quick-to-act waiter had already retrieved the lost silverware and replaced it with a new one. The wine was very drinkable, which is a shame because I would have happily downed 2, 3 or 4 glasses if I hadn’t been on driving duty. The cafe is quite small but it gives the place a good ambiance of passing tourists and locals gleefully chowing down and discussing future Daylesford adventures.