Dinner in Dunster

We had a quiet meal out, while in Cornwall: the Saturday after Christmas is not a busy time for the restaurateurs of Dunster.

A fish restauruant, with a concentration on local ingredients, Myn was in her element.  She went for shelfish ravioli, and while I was trempted by the tuna steak, I eventually plumped for the pork chops with a honey mustard sauce.  This actually came with something reminiscant of melted Christmans pudding: very tasty, but incredibly filling.  This meant that I had no room for pudding, so Myn enjoyed a cheese platter, while I nibbled on a grape.

There was a good winelist, which was varied and evenly priced.  

While the place was pleasantly decorated on the inside, the cottagy style, with the nicnack-filled windows made it look a bit like one of the several "expensive tat" shops that fill the High Street, so you might not particularly identify it as a restaurant from the street, or that it is open.  Walking through the door, I was half expecting to find myself in somene's from room, rather than a restaurant.

While there's no way of knowing what this would be like in a busier time of year, it was a good meal with attentive service in a pleasant atmosphere.