I like smoked oysters but the texture of raw oysters makes me gag, just thinking about it.

Perhaps I’m old-fashioned, but there’s no ‘r’ in August. Otherwise, that’s a tray of wonderfulness.

My stepfather who turns 91 today found a spot that at low tide we could walk out 100 yards and pick up oysters. We would almost fill up the trunk of his car. I was really good at shucking them at one point.

Extra horseradish please. I have eaten 4 dozen of these slippery slimy deliciousness at a sitting, the best places where you throw the shells in a trough.

I love them big and briney, no crackers required!

who took me to an oyster bar.


In Texas.


She insisted we eat a dozen.



I stopped dating her.

And also

Those look a bit large for me.

Rays on the River in Atlanta served them with champagne in the shells, add some horseradish and just a touch of red sauce and YESSSS!

In South Padre' Island many years ago, one bar had oyster shooters for only $1 each. Raw oyster, vodka, dash or two of bloody Mary mix, and down they go. So so good!