Seafood - The Wandering Palate

Updated May, 2014:

Unfortunately Martin Bosley’s is now closed, due to extraneous circumstance—the landlord, that being the Yacht Club, having a different view of what Wellington diners want than one of the most accomplished chef’s in the country—and wanting to dumb down the restaurant to more casual dining. Read More >

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I have been wanting to dine at Rick Stein’s ‘The Seafood Restaurant’ in Padstow, Cornwall for years and having finally satisfied this longstanding curiosity, I have been vacillating on this review for months now, having certain reservations when it comes to appraising those who are exceedingly successful and cooking celebrities enjoying immense commercial success.

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From a lost play by Eubulos, (c.405 BC - c.335 BC)
‘For sensible men I prepare only three kraters (large vase used to mix wine): one for health (which they drink first), the second for love and pleasure, and the third for sleep. After the third one is drained, wise men go home.

The fourth krater is not mine any more - it belongs to bad behaviour; the fifth is for shouting; the sixth is for rudeness and insults; the seventh is for fights; the eighth is for breaking the furniture; the ninth is for depression; the tenth is for madness and unconsciousness.’

"In many ways, the work of a critic is easy. We risk very little yet enjoy a position over those who offer up their work and their selves to our judgment. We thrive on negative criticism, which is fun to write and to read.

But the bitter truth we critics must face is that, in the grand scheme of things, the average piece of junk is more meaningful than our criticism designating it so. But there are times when a critic truly risks something, and that is in the discovery and defence of the new.”

As uttered by the vitriolic restaurant critic Anton Ego, in the film “Ratatouille”, after his epiphany.