Even if Les Bleus had lost to Germany 3-0, Sarkozy had one in a landslide and France had introduced prohibition all in one day, the proprietor of Huitrerie Regis couldn’t be any grumpier than he seemed to be last night, as we turned up at their advertised hour of opening last night to purchase some take away oysters. Monsieur Shucker shooed us away, telling us to come back in 20 minutes.
What this chap has to be grumpy about I do not really know. He has a great business, selling quite expensive but high quality, freshly shucked oysters. There is a delightful young lady with an even temperament, who runs the floor and helps lighten his mood that was darker than a metro tunnel and has a compact little wine list with some decent selections.
Our platter of Le fines de Claires and Les Spéciales de Claires were indeed quite brilliant and worked a treat with a bottle of Krug Grande Cuvée. The bread and mineral components of the Champagne complimented the oyster’s brininess and also had such richness and power to push through the creamy texture and leave palate refreshed with a big hit of citrus.
Not sure I’m that inclined to support this bloke if this is his normal demeanour but the oysters are good, he perhaps deserves a second chance and I’ve got his green plastic takeaway tray that I need to get my 5 euro deposit back on, so I’ll probably find an excuse to sneak back in for a dozen bivalves.