Hinoak Korean BBQ Glen Waverley

02/07/2026

We spent over 10 years building Hinoak.

Yesterday, it took one day to empty it.

I’ve been staring at these photos for hours trying to find the right words.

Walking through Hinoak after everything had been taken out was one of the strangest feelings I’ve ever experienced. The tables were gone. The grills were gone. The familiar aroma of pork belly, wagyu and galbi sizzling over charcoal had disappeared.

It was just… quiet.

Every corner brought back a memory. A customer. A birthday. A first date. A packed Friday night. The countless nights we’d gather around Tables 14 and 15 after service, replaying the night we’d just survived.

When we bought this building in 2015, most people saw an old archery shop.

We saw possibility.

Two years later, Hinoak opened its doors.

Looking back now, I realise we didn’t just build a restaurant.

We built a place where strangers became regulars, regulars became friends, and friends became family.

Before I locked the doors for the last time, I quietly said,

“Thank you, Hinoak.”

Not because it was just a restaurant.

Because it became one of the biggest chapters of my life.

Yesterday, Hinoak got emptied.

And if I’m being completely honest…

So did I.

For over ten years, Hinoak wasn’t just where I worked.

It became part of who I was.

As I walked away, I asked myself the same question I asked back in 2015…

“What now?”

Maybe that’s what life is.

One chapter ends so another one can begin.

To every customer, staff member, supplier and friend…

Thank you.

You didn’t just support a restaurant.

You became part of our story.

Buildings can be emptied in a day.

But memories never will.

Thank you, Hinoak.

❤️ Jason

27/06/2026

As Hinoak closes its doors, we’re also saying goodbye to some of the pieces that made it what it is.

Available Viewing Monday Only:

🔥 Our custom-built Korean BBQ tables with integrated charcoal BBQ systems (EOI)
🍶 Selected alcohol
🍽 Plates, bowls & glassware

The BBQ tables are truly one of a kind. They were custom-designed and built specifically for Hinoak, and are no longer manufactured. They are being sold in used condition, as-is, with no replacement parts available.

If you’ve ever wanted to own a piece of Hinoak, now is your chance.

Expressions of Interest are now open.

Please send us a DM if you’re interested or would like more information.

Collection: Monday & Tuesday only.

26/06/2026

10 years.

Countless services.
Thousands of meals.
Friendships made.
Lessons learned.
Memories we’ll carry forever.

This weekend, Hinoak serves its final guests.

To everyone who dined with us, celebrated birthdays, anniversaries, or simply made us part of your lives… thank you. You gave this little restaurant a story worth telling.

If you’ve ever wanted one last Hinoak experience, this is it.

Our final service is this weekend.

See you one last time. ❤️

19/06/2026

⚠️ FINAL 8 NIGHTS ⚠️

No extensions.
No second opening.
No “we’ll come next month.”

Just 8 nights left before Hinoak closes forever.

Book your table while you still can.

🔥🥩🍻

12/06/2026

Feelings bittersweet..

This week has gone super quick!

Thankful for everyone for their reservations this week and weekend. We’re nearly booked out.

Looking forward to seeing everyone for the last Hinoak dinner ❤️

08/06/2026

We never thought we’d be writing this..

These photos were taken after we settled on 7 Coleman Pde in 2015 & began our journey..

It was an old archery store.

No charcoal grills.
No timber facade.
No Korean BBQ.

Just an empty building and a vision of what it could become.

Over the next two years, we stripped it back to its bones and rebuilt it from the ground up.

In November 2017, we fired up the charcoal for the first time.

Since then, we’ve had the privilege of being part of thousands of birthdays, anniversaries, family dinners, celebrations and memories.

Many customers became regulars.

Many regulars became friends.

After a decade of building, growing, learning, surviving and serving our community, we’ve made the difficult decision to close this chapter.

On Sunday 28th June 2026, Hinoak will serve its final meal.

As we look back through these old photos, we’re reminded just how much can grow from a ingle idea.

Thank you for being part of this amazing chapter.

❤️

Jason & The Hinoak Team.

10/05/2026

As kids, we see our mums as comfort.
As adults, we realise they were carrying entire worlds on their shoulders while still making us feel loved every day.
Thank you for being a mum 🥰🙏

27/01/2026

Sorry everyone,
We understand school is back and we will be closed for some technical issues.
Look forward to seeing everyone on Thursday 29th Jan!

24/01/2026

On a 39° day, we thought—what better way to cool off than sharing some moments from Hinoak Snow Camps ❄️
Just a few snippets, but we truly wouldn’t be where we are today without the team who served, showed up, and built real relationships along the way.

Thank you to all! If you’re not still stuck on the M1 trying to get to your long weekend holiday, drop in say hello and maybe have a Bingsu!

24/01/2026

😅 A funny read. If you’re not on that freeway, we’ll see you at Hinoak!

🤷🏻‍♂️ I don’t get people who travel on public holidays hey…

Like, “Woohoo! A whole extra 24 hours off!” 😱
Better pack the entire house, 17 kids, the canoe, the Weber, the bikes, the dog, 23 fishing rods, three eskies, a gazebo, and Nana — then load it all into the 4-tonne LandCruiser we’ve never reversed without taking out a fence.

“We’ll leave early to beat the traffic.”
Yeah right.
Ten k’s outta town and every other muppet with a BCF card had the same bloody idea 🙄

Next thing you know you’re 9 hours deep into a carpark disguised as a highway, kids are losing the plot, someone’s crying, someone’s sticky, “LET IT GOOOOOO” is being murdered for the 19th time, and half-chewed Skittles are now a permanent part of the carpet.

11.5 hours later you’ve travelled 43.6km and your last nerve has officially packed its bags and moved to Bali 😤

So you pull into a servo absolutely chockers with 9,753 other cooked units.
You park sideways across six truck bays because hey — it’s a diesel, so it’s basically a truck right? 🤡

Pile out of the rig while some poor bloke in an 80-foot B-double stares holes through your soul.
Send the kids into Maccas for “som**hing quick” and 57 minutes later they still don’t know what they want.
Doesn’t matter anyway — 11 minutes after that the chips are airborne, the soft serve’s on the leather seats, and the 9-year-old’s got pickles in her hair screaming “YOU’RE A POOPOO HEAD” at the 7-year-old who’s gone full octopus and won’t wear his seatbelt 👊🏻

25.8 hours after leaving home, you finally reach the campsite — all 103km away — only to discover there’s not a single spot within cooee of the beach, a toilet, or civilisation.
So you set up camp in brown snake territory, 17km inland, while the mates who “saved you a spot” have mysteriously vanished 🙄🤦🏻‍♂️

Next day and a half is just Shazza three tents over screaming “JAYDENNNNN! STOP BITING YA BROTHER!” while you sit around the fire telling everyone how peaceful it is and how good this is for the soul 🔥

By 9am Monday you’re seriously wondering if prison life might be quieter.
“If I just bury them deep enough, who’s gonna know?” 🤔

You crack it.
“Stuff this, I’ll leave early and beat the traffic.”

So you pack the whole circus back into the Pickle Mobile — wet dog, sunburnt kids, sandy everything — while they chant “WE’REEEE HUNGRYYYYY” like seagulls on m**h.
You hit another Maccas, fill the ‘truck’ at $1.91 a litre, and join the other 19.3 million nuffies crawling back home thinking, “Yeah nah… backyard BBQ and a sleep-in would’ve been elite.” 🚙💨💨💨