A contrast to the al fresco charms of the chippie is Mishdish, the local gastropub insideÂ The Mishnish, a boutique Tobermory hotel. Situated as the far end of the harbor, Mishdish is fitted out in the contempo aesthetic ofÂ dark wood and crisp linens and is as inviting as it is mellifluous. It’s also as locavoreÂ a dining experience as one could hope for: locally caught, locally sourced,Â locally distilled, locally prepared,Â and locally served,Â the menu bursts with local pride. And rightfully so, I might add. (To save myself from excessive repetition, please assume the modifier “local” before all further nouns unless otherwise noted.) Fishcakes of salmon and haddock are lovely and light with mixed greens and a piquant splash of non-local chili. It’s about as far as you can get from the potato-laden belly bombers I remember as a child and I could easily takedownÂ a secondÂ portionÂ withoutÂ blinking. A bowl of sweet langoustines brings out the skull-sucking carnivore in me. Split-grilled and drizzled in chive butter they come with a crusty hunk of baguette to soak up every last drop of buttery brine. My only regret is that I ordered an appetizer portion and not an entrÃ©e. There’s no getting away from Sticky Toffee Pudding, gluten be damned. Interestingly enough it’s square, not a dome, yet geometry does nothing toÂ diminishÂ the criminal pleasure of what is essentially a steamed piece of cakeÂ soakedÂ through with buttery toffee and topped with vanilla ice cream. The coffee is good, too – if imported – and strong. It comes with a small chocolate bon-bon that’sÂ as you’d expect, handmade just down the road.