There is an idea of the perfect weekend in Noosa… Seafood, sun, great restaurants, beach naps, cocktails and more rosé than is good for you. In one of our toughest assignments, we took up the perfect-Noosa-weekend challenge and attempted to fit the best of this coastal playground into 48 glorious hours. Yeah, it’s a tough gig, but someone’s got to do it.
Our home for the weekend was Noosa Crest – stunning views of the ocean, a lazy stroll from Noosa Junction and a five-minute walk to Hastings Street – sitting pretty for a weekend of great food and coastal zen.
Friday is even sweeter when your coastal road trip finishes as it should: with champagne at Sails—the perfect location for bubbles and beach-side people watching.
Bubbles drained, we head across the road to Locale for Noosa’s best Italian. Perusing the menu is a fun but ultimately pointless exercise because we both know we’re ordering the Salsiccia pizza and negronis. And arancini. Always the arancini.
Exhausted, fed and watered, we collapse into bed looking over the lights of Hastings Street. #thisisheaven
We’re not great at sleep-ins so are up bright and early, making the most of the long weekend. I make a beeline for my “happy place” – a walk through the Noosa National Park, while Prue makes friends with the long boarders off Little Cove. Hot tip: head back up the hill for breakfast. We always meet up at Noosa Junction for for the pancakes at Noosa Hot Bread. Sourdough pancakes with macerated strawberries and mascarpone, to be precise. Ridiculous.
Breakfast sorted, it’s time to think about the next meal. A 2 minute walk down the road lands us at the Noosa Junction Seafood Market. It’s hands down the best spot for fresh seafood in Noosa, so, naturally, we laden ourselves with prawns and oysters and head back to Noosa Crest for a lunch with a view.
Assuming royal status on our private balcony, we eat our bodyweight in seafood bounty, throw back a few glasses of rosé, and head for a swim in the pool. And, as royals do, the afternoon is spent recuperating from a hard morning’s eating with massages on our balcony. (Noosa Crest will do all the organising for you, so you can relax and enjoy). I could get used to this.
Fact: You can’t visit Noosa without having dinner at Ricky’s. It’s the perfect date night spot and one of my favourite Noosa restaurants. We’re having the weekend off from dressing like grown ups so go the casual route at Woodfire (Ricky’s also has a more formal side – equally delish). The grill delivers, the steaks are sublime, and steak just isn’t steak without chilli salt fries.
Nothing says night cap like a bar with innuendo. On our way home we grab a couple of sneaky drinks at local hang, Village Bicycle. Because: Saturday night.
7 am, Sunday
Last day in paradise. *sniff* Naturally we’re going to go hard on the chilling. We’re treated to a private yoga lesson in our apartment (organised by Noosa Crest, thank you kindly), and, feeling very spoilt, trundle our newly limber limbs down the hill to Berardo’s On The Beach for breaky. The Farmer’s Market plate is a no brainer.
Speaking of which, after wrapping breakfast we’re inspired to catch the end of the Noosa Farmer’s Market at Noosaville. So much delicious produce, so little time! Feeling very smug having had a mini break and organised the week’s supplies we venture back to the Noosa Crest embrace to make the most of our VIP getaway.
Taking advantage of the late checkout (is there anything better than a late checkout?) we have one last dip in the ocean. Noosa, you gorgeous thing, we’ll miss you.
A big thank-you to Noosa Crest for providing our accommodation for this glorious 48 hours in paradise—We can’t wait to go back!