We shared scallops in cream with bacon and salad, herrings with yoghurt and dill sauce, and a big bowl of steaming mussels in cider. Bread and wine from Guntons (at the Shed, as I've mentioned before, you just order fish and salad - if you want bread and wine, you bring it along with you).
D-e-l-i-c-i-o-u-s.
More than could be said for the polystyrene-flavoured takeaway tea, purchased elsewhere, with which we attempted to round off the meal, sitting on a bench by the sea, buffetted by a very brisk, cold wind. It was sooooo horrible we were reluctantly forced to take the taste away by eating lots of chocolate.
Am paying for all this gadding about by having to work all evening now - but . . . it was well worth it.
Tomorrow, lunch will be at Mersea's other fishy eating-place, The Oyster Bar (which got a brief mention in this article late last year) and then it'll be time to snuggle down and watch the first two game in this year's Six Nations. Cosy.
2 comments:
I do enjoy your lovely photos. You live in a stunningly beautiful area.
Thanks Cath. It has a quiet beauty that's not always immediately obvious. It creeps into the consciousness gradually, I think. It's certainly not dramatic like the Cornish coast, or the west of Scotland. And I know there are plenty of people who don't find it very inspiring. But I do. (Not that I don't yearn for mountains sometimes!)
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