It was Aunty A's birthday this week, so my sister and I pootled off to Dorset to take her out for a birthday lunch. My sister chose the venue, a novel little restaurant in an old railway carriage.
The small station has been converted into this exquisite looking bar.



We ate in the train carriage, though you can opt to dine at the seating area outside the station, which a lot of people did. This is one end of the carriage, which would be great for a group get together - all those animal heads are covered in buttons! I just love the quirkiness of the decor.
T'other end!
Sister and Aunty!
The carriage was originally a World War One ambulance carriage, which I found fascinating,

As somewhere to dine, it's very popular, even the cast of the TV series Broadchurch are fans apparently.

Sadly, and because I am an utter pig, I forget to take pictures of the food, which was delicious. My sister had the same as me, the catch of the day - whole plaice en papillote, with buttery new potatoes, peas, spring onions and samphire.
Mr. and I love to pop down to West Bay for an evening swim in the summertime and usually have a fish and chips supper on the beach afterwards. I believe we might, just on the odd occasion, treat ourselves to a nice bit of nosh here, as long as we don't look too bedraggled after our swim.
Just a note to say that I don't know the owner of the Station Kitchen, so no kick backs. It's just a totally unique, lovely place and people should know it exists (I didn't until now).
Mr. and I love to pop down to West Bay for an evening swim in the summertime and usually have a fish and chips supper on the beach afterwards. I believe we might, just on the odd occasion, treat ourselves to a nice bit of nosh here, as long as we don't look too bedraggled after our swim.
Just a note to say that I don't know the owner of the Station Kitchen, so no kick backs. It's just a totally unique, lovely place and people should know it exists (I didn't until now).
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