You know that sort of grey area between Christmas and New Year’s. That period of time when you’ve just come back to work from Christmas, New Year’s is just around the corner, and you’re still in a partying mood. Well we Mikes’ have decided to begin a new tradition of an oyster run during this grey period. The premise is simple, eat a dozen or so oysters at several restaurants while hitting up a couple of bars in between.
For the inaugural oyster run we began with a drink at Fynn’s of Temple Bar followed by a dozen oysters at an unexpectedly busy Rodney’s. We popped a bottle of Cava and devoured an assortment of oysters. My favourite were the Mystic oysters from Connecticut (bottom right).
We followed this up with an order of fried oysters that were rich with butter and cooked to perfection.
After polishing off the bottle of Cava we headed to Oyster Boy and ordered a bottle of Proseco, a dozen Colville oysters, fish cakes, and oysters Rockefeller:
The oysters were some of the best of the night and the Rockefeller was superb. After we had our fill here we moseyed over to Sweaty Betty’s for a warming drink of proper bourbon whiskey (Woodford Reserve) and stumbled up the Ossi strip to Fish Bar who were closing their kitchen (who does that at 10pm on this strip?) and ended up in Salt. The oysters at Salt were fine but what really drew us in was a cool vibe in an awesome space. A must try here is their Bacon Caesar that is smokey as hell and reminds me of Ardbeg, if you’re not familiar with that scotch it’s like licking a burnt branch, that’s still on fire…yum.
