I did not intend to buy oysters yesterday but when I got to the shellfish guy's place to buy dry scallops Chuck was running out the door to a cooler yelling "Steve, you gotta see the size of these gd oysters!" So I get my sea scallops plus a handful of big oysters from the Lynnhaven River.
A little butter mixed with garlic, japanese bread crumbs, chopped up prosciutto, chopped up basil and grated parmesan, and all that goes on the oysters on the half-shall then put under the broiler. Maybe it wasn't really oysters Rockefeller, but it was pretty good.
steve
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Oysters Luckyfeller!
Oh dang.
I have an Oysters Rockefeller story for you some day. Involves Savannah, a damsel in distress, and a big burly drunk guy with a full beard who held 20,000 volts sparking between his two paws who I found myself disconcertingly but irrevocably nose to nose with in a fight, which mercifully someone broke up before someone (me) got hurt.
Yeah, Savannah was like that. Good times, good times.
Barry, that doesn't sound like a story, it sounds like an outline for a book/play/film. Can't wait to hear it. Saw the photos of your latest cruise. Will post a link soon.
steve
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