Tullhuset

Sitting in the Tullhuset seaside restaurant, the excitement gradually subsided. Looking at the soft skylight outside the window, everything that just ended still seemed like a dream; forgetting the troubles, the wanton shouting lingered in my ears, until the aroma of the food seemed to have tentacles and drilled into my nose, and the foodie side of me reappeared. The appetizer was a large pot of crabs we caught. My girlfriend, who was shouting on the boat, "I don't like crabs, I want to eat lobsters", didn't care about me at the moment, and buried her head in "dealing" with the huge crab, occasionally exclaiming a few words of praise in the gap between dismantling it. From the photos, you can intuitively see that the crab roe is full of fat. Just the appetizer has fed us. The fish meat of the next main course is also a large plate. It seems not optimistic, but it turns out to be surprisingly tender. The lobster meat embellished satisfied my girlfriend's long-cherished wish. I prefer the pumpkin sauce on the plate, and I dip the fish and bread until there is nothing left.