Kalamunda has retained its elderly zombie bogan vibe over the years, when you might have expected it to have become kind of artistic rustic. Quinoa has come late to this part of the world – although I have noticed The Haynes Street Larder was dishing out some Q. Kalamuntians were unaccountably trying to sit down in the place like it was Coles cafeteria rather than a hole in the wall. I didn’t notice any juices served in jars, but this will probably come to Kal in about 5 years. I haven’t had that many Worsts from Kalamunda, even though it really is a terrible ugly craphole. It doesn’t have any outstanding Worsts. It’s all bad, but boringly so. How do you photograph the Dawn of the Dead that is Barberry Square?
I did however like how Kalamunda retailers are well out in front of the pack, with a kind of reverse Gruen transfer putting you into a grumpy trance before you even get into the shop.