I made a promise. I promised to treat Miscriant to a lobster and champagne dinner to apologise for neglecting her so much when I was working on developing the new Canterbury Players website.
I recently made good on that promise.
We made the decision to go out for dinner in Whitstable, as, frankly, if you have a hankering for seafood there is really no other place to go. My treat.
The Lobster Shack but we got there to find a wedding going on, the whole place hired out and no access to the resturant for people not involved in the wedding. How rude! I toyed with the idea of following in the footsteps of Wilson and Vaughn but then my Englishness kicked in and I just couldn't handle the idea of crashing someone elses wedding, no matter how good the lobster was! I'm just going to have to go back another time. 'Tis a hard life, but someone must live it.
Whitstable Oyster Fishery Company restaurants, the Royal Naval Oyster Store (better known as the Whitstable Oyster Fishery Co.). Located opposite The Pearson's Arms, I was highly doubtful about this plan as we hadn't booked, and the chances of a walk in table being available were about as likely as a review of ouzo appearing on this blog (shudder).
Settled happily, Steve ordered a Whitstable Bay Blond whilst I was on the sparkling elderflower (aren't I a good date - driving and everything!) which he enjoyed so much he made us stop off at The Offy (I've mentioned this place before) so we could stock up.
They didn't have lobster.
Well, not exactly. They had it as a starter but not as a main. The problem was, I'm greedy and I didn't want a starter size portion of lobster! A quick word with the waitress and a check with the chef and I had my lobster lined up for my main. It was pricey (£30), and I didn't want to ruin it, so I passed on the starter and instead tried one of Steve's Oyster Rockefeller which were really good. They came with spinach, cheese and breadcrumbs and the flavours were warm and comforting. I don't normally like oysters when they have been cooked, preferring to eat them raw with Tabasco and lemon, or shallot vinegar but these were a bit of a revelation. I could see the cogs turning in Steve's head as he worked out how to recreate the dish at home. You need big, fat, meaty oysters for it though, which is why the local Whitstable ones are so perfect! Problem is, no matter how clever you are with a camera, an Oyster Rockefeller ain't an attractive creature so I will spare you that. Have a look at the menu instead. Hmmm, if you don't like seafood, then you probably don't want to eat here.
I got my lobster, with lemon and garlic butter (simple, perfect and just the way I like it) with a side portion of ridiculously good chips.
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