Oyster-horseradish.
Just the right amount of slick cold fun, combined with a nasal cleansing punch.
This one melted off of the stick before i could enjoy it frozen.
Just kidding. The local frozen pop shop Loco Pops has some of the most unusual flavor combinations and this one came to mind recently.
I was at an oyster roast at Surf City (2 girls for every boy!) on the North Carolina coast this past weekend. Great time. The shot above and all below are courtesy of my pal Lisa (who along with friend Adrienne is notoriously camera shy, so I demurred on posting any publicly of them) But I loved your shots Lisa, and thanks for the great weekend.
Me and my buddy Jack.
Malcolm running on the beach. 
Zack (Jack's son), Gail and Laura and the essence of a steaming table of oysters. This is seafood at its best.
Me and Laura.
Throwing baseball with Laura (note the knuckleball) on the beach.
Gail, Malcolm and Rebekah
Jack, Mack and Gail.
Some surf guitar picking later that night (Olympic White Fender Jazzmaster).
Parting look at some truly delicious oysters just off of the steamer.
2 comments:
Mmmmm, oysters.
i brought a half bushel back with me from Bogue Sound last week. They're all gone.
Maybe another trip next year.
I was truly suprised by how many I could eat. The first batch had cooled by the time I was good at opening them. So I put 'em on a cracker with the aforementioned condiments. The 2nd batch was when I was much better at opening them (and they were more easy to open for some reason) and I ate them as is right off the shell. Over 6 hours, I also had 3 bowls of (Lisa's Dad's recipe) clam chowder.
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