Add eating raw oysters to the list of things climate change is fucking up for everyone.
I love a bargain as much as the next guy, but “oysters for a dollar” seems like an open invitation to hepatitis to set up shop in your liver. [Via]
Perhaps the greatest appetizer I have ever eaten is Oysters en Brochette at Galatoire’s in New Orleans. The oysters are wrapped in bacon, dredged in flour, deep fried and then drizzled in butter sauce. It is exactly as amazing and unhealthy…
‘We refer to our habitat now as ‘merroir,’’ an aquatic play on the wine industry’s word of choice, ‘terroir.’”
-Apparently now oyster fisherman are total homos, just like wine people. Who knew?