The name "Rosenharts" conjures up a possibly delightful fine Jewish pastry shop, perhaps a hidden gem of Ballarat. Alas, it was not to be. "I'm on me own!" Cried the poor girl serving as an endless stream on customers arrived, only to be bitterly disappointed by the lack of hot pies and coffee ("we've run out of milk!"). Sorry, no redeeming features for this one, but perhaps we simply struck it on a bad day.