Next to the seaside smokehouse and amongst the tarry ropes and old fishermen's nets was an odd place to sip margaritas whilst snacking on sweet pickled herring, smoked bacon in grainy bread rolls with brown sauce and oysters with balsamic vinegar. But that’s just the way we rolled. From the smell in the air it seemed they were smoking duck today, perhaps with some sort of marmite glaze. As the margaritas evaporated we looked forward to our dessert of salted caramel ice cream with lime sauce and a spoonful of thick cut marmalade.