I’m not sure why, but I did…
Yup. I tried oysters tonight. Two of them. The first was huge– pornographically so. I ate it with a squeeze of lemon juice. The second, was a bit smaller, and I slurped it down with a touch too much Tabasco sauce. Now that I’ve had two oysters, I can say without a doubt that we are not made for each other. I’m real good at taking a fist full of vitamins in one shockingly capable mouthful, but gulping down an oyster big as a shaved hamster is not really my thing. I gave it a go. Twice, to be certain.
The oysters were the appetiser to tonight’s meal. It’s my birthday and we ate damn well. If you follow me elsewhere you may have seen me say the following, which deserves to be repeated:
“I am fat as a whale stuffed with other, smaller whales.”
It was a fine evening. Oysters and all.