Baked Mercenaria Mercenaria... Aka baked Clams, or Quahogs
I have a fabulous supplier, close to me, of all manner of delicious goodies. Oakleaf European actually make twice weekly visits to Rungis, in Paris, and return with fabulous things for restaurants all over the UK, and even fly somethings abroad for one or two special restaurants. Depending on the season their warehouse smells of truffles, the sweetest figs, planters of aromatic mint, basil, and bunches of chervil.
Malaysian Prawn and Pineapple Curry

Orange and Cranberry Scones
Blackened Fish (or Chicken)
Since I have eschewed meat, I've been eating predominantly fish. Hardly a hardship I hear you cry, especially when the fish I buy is usually some gorgeous (ethically sourced) bit of wild fish, such as sea trout, or halibut. But still, fish several times a week can become a little bit uninspiring. In Antigua I spotted a blackened flying fish burger, with a brioche bun, and a spiced remoulade - I think I must have eaten it three or four times in the remaining days before I had to fly home.