To celebrate publication of my book The Suburbanist - see below, and yes it does contain a chapter about 'suburban food,' my editor took me out to a pub for lunch; the Mistley Thorn, in Mistley - witch finder territory.
My lunch included some Mersea oysters which were everything an oyster should be.
And because my editor belongs to the hunting and shooting class (not sure whether or not he fishes) he brought with him a brace of recently bagged pheasants, My job, in a day or two, will be to debag them.
The book:
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