I’m even impressed by myself – brunch before 11.30 am on a Saturday … wooo hooo! Mary’s Fish Camp … ok, I have a new theory of stopping for food within 10 restaurants of feeling hungry. This was number 10, I had no choice.

Question: does it sound just wrong to be eating raw oysters for brunch?
Answer: yes very very wrong, in a very very naughtie kind of way.

I have to say this is the place to come for minimal décor and maximum service attitude. I was fragile (no food until 11.30 am), they were the sweetest ladies, and I love sitting at a counter bar to eat, where you can watch your food being created in the smallest and busiest kitchens in town. It mesmerises me completely. A happy kitchen, with happy front of house staff, all serving up raw oysters followed by Angel Hair Bouillabaisse (spicy stew of baby octopus, squid and cockles in a delicate creamed broth … did I mention, this is so not right for breakfast hahaha).

Awesome option for brunch, but my hang-ups meant I couldn’t bring myself to order a bottle of white wine to go with this at 1130 in the morning. I have my standards people. The cosmo at noon was fine though ;) 

Categories: Food, New York