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| What kind of oyster eater are you... |
And every city worth its salt has at least one decent oyster bar. Here is the vatican in New York. They have quite a list of oysters.
All oysters are great. Each is unique and its own universe of taste.
All oysters are great. Each is unique and its own universe of taste.
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| Toten Inlet Virginica (an east coast oyster grown to perfection on the west coast) |
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| Chesapeake Bay Oyster |
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| Long Island Blue Points |
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| Apalachicola Oyster |
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| Pacific Oyster (reliable, plentiful) |
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| Kumamoto Oyster |
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| Olympia Oyster |
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| Belon (European Flat) Oyster (from Ireland to Norway to Morocco) |
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| New Zealand Bluff Oysters |
"It isn't Christmas without oysters..." That's what all the tiny oysters said. That and "Where's Daddy?"
ReplyDeleteMy wife was telling me that man can’t live on beer and oysters alone. She reckons I need more variety in my diet. Seeing how she takes such good care of me, I thought it would be a good idea to appease her. After a period of deep reflection on the matter of beer food and dietary concerns, I reckon some kind of tom yum would be an ideal food for the chilly season.
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Well you need your wife too, especially after the oysters.
DeleteFunny this post. Of course living in New Orleans oysters are a staple, but when I was growing up in rural E. Central Illinois in the middle of the cornfields in the 50s the only kind of oysters available in our small midwestern town came in the form of Campbell's oyster stew/soup out of the can. Can't recall how it started, but it was tradition that we would stop by my Aunt Opal's home on Christmas Eve to deliver presents and eat Oyster soup, complete with saltines. Little did I know as a child I would end up smack-dab in the middle of the land of "the real thing." LOL
ReplyDeleteThere are certain parts of the country where oysters are truly revered. New Orleans is one of them.
DeleteThe Blonde can't stand them because of the consistency, but a grand prelude to the moment when Mom tries on her new Fredericks of Hollywood nightie.
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