An establishment called Boisdale of Bishopsgate (no doubt you’re familiar with it – it styles itself ‘London’s premiere British restaurant’) is currently delighting its customers with the most expensive omelette in the world. A mere £90, it features gulls’ eggs, lobster, crab, truffles and asparagus and is so exclusive you have to give them 48-hours notice if you want it.
Gulls’ eggs, I am reliably informed, have a season of about 4 weeks ending mid-June and can fetch £8 per egg. Boisdale of Bishopsgate, which is in the City, is making the most of the season, fleecing customers with more money than sense with the aforementioned omelette and other nursery-inspired dishes beloved of over-privileged bankers including coddled gull’s eggs with morels and asparagus, and scrambled gull’s eggs with smoked salmon and truffle shavings. Which leads me to ponder… as a proficient rock climber (yeah, right…) how many gull’s eggs would I have to harvest in a season to make a living to last the rest of the year?
I jest, reader – Google tells me that you have to have a licence to harvest gulls’ eggs – but it does make you think, doesn’t it? Certainly, you could make more from them than from your back garden hens’ eggs, and you’re doing a public service resulting in fewer gulls nicking everyone’s best Whitley Bay ice cream. Send the kids up (or down) the odd cliff face and nab a few eggs, then despatch the dog to dig up some nice truffles and you’re in the money. How hard can it be?
Tempted? Let me know how you get on. In the meantime, I’m off for a day at the seaside.