Cottage Point Kiosk

This place is so far away from the hustle and bustle that you can’t even use your phone to check Facebook or make a call. Have I deterred some of you already? Probably, but if you want to grab breakfast or lunch without the interference of technology, and at a place that sits on the doorstep of the ocean, this is where you should go. Although the food isn’t fantastic, the location is so stunning that you won’t care.

It’s a fair trek to get out here. .. around a 45 minute drive from Sydders, but what a drive, man. Through classic Australian bush, the type of bush that Banjo Patterson wrote poems about and Ned Kelly died for. My companion, a Yankee doodle dandee, opined that the Aussie bush lacks the grandeur of it’s American counterparts, the hard wood forests, which may be true, but what it’s got in its place is romanticism, dammit! A remote, gum-​scented, Picnic At Hanging Rock-​type vibe that’s intoxicating and humbling and slightly frightening all at once.
Dangling off this huge mass of bushland like a pinkie finger is the Cottage Point Kiosk, a lonely little cottage that sighs and creaks and dips it’s toes into the cool Hawkesbury. It serves as a general store (bread, eggs, newspapers) for people pulling up on houseboats, does devonshire teas, and limited — but epic! — seafood options. The day we were there it was Aussie Black Mussels with garlic, coriander and chili, Barramundi Curry served on banana leaf, and ol’ faithful: Beer-​battered fish & chips.
Highly recommended. And I do not, sir, use the term lightly, sir.