Apparently, there is a tradition in North Carolina that on Christmas you have an "Oyster Roast," and Heather and I had the honor of being invited to one. Heather was overjoyed to finally shuck and eat oysters. Well the oysters weren't exactly roasted (they were steamed).
The oysters were then spread out on a table where we all gathered around to shuck and eat the slimy little buggers. Of course, Heather was knocking people over trying to get the best seat by the table. (Yes, he is wearing flip flops. The temperature was around 60 with just a light rain. We ate outside.)
And the finished product. (Notice the tiny little crab that crawled inside the oyster for a little shelter. Tough break.) Just a little shot of Tobasco Sauce and yum, yum. Heather and I had a race as to who could eat more. (Heather beat me by 15. Isn't that about how many inches of snow you got?)
In addition to oysters, the festive menu included smoked venison, pheasant, chicken wings, sausage, shrimp, and fried corn fritters. (Obviously, Heather had a very easy time finding lots to eat.)
We tried to order pizza when we got home, but apparently, for some odd reason, all the places were closed today. Go figure.
Until New Years
Merry X-mas
