"Wanna grab some oysters downstairs and shuck 'em for lunch?" - Kendra
"Um. Yes. Yes, asbolutely, yes." - me
So Calm Coves, Kumamotos, Watch Hills, Malpeques, and Blue Points were bagged with plenty of crushed ice and a lemon for squeezing. And then, Kendra got after it with the shucking knife. Let me just say. The girl can shuck. She shucks like a pro. And within minutes, two large white platters with beds of ice were filled with oysters on the half shell, ready to be thrown back with sinful bliss and indulgence. A pure, unadulterated delight.
I now proclaim Oyster Friday. For all.
