Fish & Chips for Good Friday

I took this picture at Billy Winters in Dorset. Iam sharing the picture today because it is Good Friday and as it is tradition for me and many others I had fish and chips tonight. Not as nice as these ones, sadly, as I bought them in the supermarket. That said, the fish and chips at Billy Winters did not impress me all that much. They tasted all right, but knd of gentrified, if that makes sense. The chips were more like French fries. The local chip shop make better ones. Cheaper too. I should have bought it from there tonight. Oh well, at least I had fish and chips.

The oysters of Billy Winters

As I blogged yesterday, we are back from a holiday in Dorset. I promised I would share some pictures. I'm afraid a lot of the ones you will see are of food: this trip was for me a gastronomical experience. So anyway, we went to Billy Winters and, as they had oysters, I had some as a starter. I know they are out of season, but I hadn't eaten any since, well, years, so I decided to correct this, especially since they pride themselves to have their own oyster farm. I just could not pass on this opportunity. They are served with lemon and their own house Shallot vinaigrette (a first for me). It grossed out both my wife and Wolfie, but even the smell of it made me feel blissful. There is something so... marine, about oysters, which I always loved. And they were not even in season.