Here my shot of oysters and stout.
Probably my last shot of food eaten at this tiny western food shop.

The oysters came in a strange way. i-think-they-were-defrosted
Not the freshest I had, but hey it was Wednesday, and they're closed on Tuesdays. I wonder when did these fresh oysters arrive.

Oh yes, the stout was like baby's milk. That's as intoxicated as I was with 2pints. How bad can you get with milk?

These fellas shout 1-for-1 deals, but hey, if I'm dining alone, I don't get the 1-for.
Surely I can eat and I would like to have the 1. Make it 2. Cos the steaks were so small, I didn't even get to shoot it in my phone camera.

Stay far from this meat hell. It's pretend and unreal.
Better you stroll a bit more for Aston's.