Waitaki porterhouse
A thick cut done over embers and finished with bone-marrow butter. We bring it out rested and sliced; the table argues over the end piece.
This is the grill side of the house. Waitaki beef and lamb over coals, vegetables from that morning's market, a wine list we drink from ourselves. And when the plates are cleared there's poker upstairs, Thursday to Saturday.
Six things we cook well, reprinted when the market changes its mind. No prices here because the cuts change; ask what's on when you book, or trust the chalkboard.
A thick cut done over embers and finished with bone-marrow butter. We bring it out rested and sliced; the table argues over the end piece.
Rosemary, charred lemon, mint from the planter out back. Pink in the middle, caramelised where the fire got at it.
Bought whole when the catch is good. Lemon, herbs, and a char you can't get from a pan. Ask what's swimming.
Whatever looked best that week, roasted with smoked salt and herb oil. Vegans eat properly here, tell us when you book.
The blue and the brie come from our neighbours across town. Grilled bread, quince paste, and a warning that it fills the gap before steak.
Dark stout off the bar tap, baked into a warm pudding. Two spoons. It goes suspiciously well with a poker win upstairs.
When we took over this grain store in 2019 the first thing we built was the coal grill. It sits in the dining-room wall where everyone can see it, because half the point of the place is watching your dinner take its time. Our cook has run it since week two and treats the coals like a colleague with moods.
There's a gas stove for sauces and a fryer we barely touch. Everything else waits its turn on the grill, which is why the menu stays short and why a steak here takes as long as a steak takes.
The crew behind all this is on the about page, aprons and all.
"Buy the best Waitaki meat you can afford, then get out of its way. The coals do the persuading."
The list is short on purpose too. Limestone-country pinot, local whites, beer from brewers we know, and a stout that shows up in the pudding and at the taps.
Pinot noir off limestone soils half an hour inland, aromatic whites, a rosé when summer behaves. Most bottles come from producers we can drive to before lunch.
Three taps, mostly South Island brewers, plus our house dark stout. It ends up in the chocolate pudding, which is the best review a beer can get.
A small whisky shelf, a decent old fashioned, hot coffee and plenty of water for anyone heading up to the poker tables after dinner.
Kitchen closes at 10:30. The bar keeps going till late, Wednesdays to Sundays.






The dining room handles groups well because the menu already leans towards sharing. Tell us the occasion and the headcount, we'll build the evening around the grill.
A dozen at the long table, or the whole room for a big family do. Numbers first, fuss later.
Sharing cuts, grill bread, vegetables and pudding. Vegetarians and allergies get their own line on the board.
Speeches, whisky, or a held poker table upstairs for the over-18s in the party.
Dad's sixtieth, fourteen of us. The lamb shoulder was meant to feed ten and we finished it anyway.
Nessa K.family dinner, autumn
Thursday to Saturday the card room opens at 7pm. Social poker, dealt in person: a caller running the table, chips on the house, a room full of people reading each other's faces.
House rules: the restaurant floor is for everyone, the card room is strictly 18+. Every poker game in this building is played in person around a felt table. We're not an online casino, and there's nothing to bet on through this website.
Five nights a week the grill's lit. Weekends go first, so a heads-up helps.
Ring +64 3 366 2941, write to joyfuldayout@gmail.com, or hit the booking button and we'll confirm by text or email. We're at 84 Thames Street, Oamaru 9400, in the old grain store with the warm windows.
Walking in works too, though Thursday to Saturday the dining room fills early with the poker crowd's first seating.