Ever since the time I ended up on a boat cruise with Riverfood eating up oysters and seafood. I found out there’s a yearly festival at Whitstable for all things oysters. Each time I tell myself to attend Whitstable Oyster festival I leave it too late and the event pasts.
This year I researched in advance and ended up at one of the weekends. The commute from London is just under 2 hours, with 10-15 min walk from the station. Crowds gather to the high street and restaurants open up a stall along the street. The people at the stalls shucking up oysters for the punters, me being one.
The term so fresh it’s practically moving is true. Nothing quite beats fine oysters and champagne. Farmers opened up their fruit stalls selling the freshest delicious produced strawberries, raspberries, and blueberries.
There was a stall that sold the cheapest seafood I ever had, 50p oysters, butterfly prawns, and other fried battered goodies. Making me go running back for more and more. The seafront is the best spot to sit and relax to hear the waves hitting the walls. I always seem to feel at best by the sea listening to mother nature and breathing clean fresh air.
Live music and entertainment are available for visitors. Whitstable Oyster Festival runs for a whole week, for the finishing party go watch the fireworks by the beach.Oyster Festival, travel, Whitstable