Welcome to Forster, oyster capital of the world! Or the North Coast. Both equally resplendent titles.
Sitting out on the deck sipping a glass of something crisp (or bubbly. What? Don't judge me. Champagne is great) while tucking into giant platters of fresh oysters in legit insane flavours like (a) oysters with house-made chilli jam and (b) Scotch whisky-infused oysters, along with perennial flava flavs like Kilpatrick or Mornay or just nude with lemon, is pretty much my idea of Christmas. I would deadset do it every day if I didn't live four hours away.
They crank the heaters up if it's cold. Try and get a seat on the water, there are tons of them, which makes getting the best seat in the house easy. read more