The tight squeeze was partly the snug seating in the rear restaurant (rather than barstool) seating, but mostly it was my trousers at the end of an excellent dinner. My friend Julie and I like to try out new places, and seafood is often our pick. We were not disappointed. Half a dozen excellent oysters each to start, 3 sweet Jersey, and 3 plump Mersea (or was it the other way round ?), then we went for the (not so !) small plates; hake (generous and perfectly cooked), monk fish tails & separately monk fish cheeks (great textures and taste), ample sweet herrings on toast, and squid in (slightly greasy) batter. Oh, and skinny fries and salad on the side. That sounds a lot, but it would have been fine, I promise, if it wasn't for the unordered bowl of mussels that arrived half way through. The waiter claimed I had ordered it, but perhaps he then checked, because it wasn't on the bill when we settled up. A reasonable bottle of rose washed it all down well enough (you gets what you pays for, it was under £30), and we squeezed happily out of our seats and home.
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