Back from the edge of death
Ok, so as you may or may not have gleaned from reading this and or my Milfs blog I have a deep and abiding interest in food. Love to cook it, eat it, talk about it, read about it, watch it on tv so on and so forth. I've always been that way.As such I have certain "pretentions" as the Milf would say about food.
Some of which are:
Try everything once.
Try something new when you go out to eat even if you eat at the same place everytime.
When in Rome. meaning eat things how they are supposed to be eaten. if you're supposed to use your hands use your hands. Need chopsticks? figure them out. it's not that hard. If it is supposed to be almost unbearably spicey give it to me that way. I can take it I promise.
To that end it has always been my way to eat oysters raw on the half shell. Well that is until Monday.
We got a 1/2 bushel of Oysters for the Milfs b-day this weekend which we had many of Saturday night. Delicious perfect Apalachiacola Bay 0ysters. Magnificant specimens they were too.
I ate them raw as is my want and I prepared a couple dozen on the grill for the ladies.
All goes well.
Sunday night Milf and I are sitting around the house and I have 2.
Shuckem and suckem.
Monday morning I wake up....Somethin ain't right.
Don't feel god awful or anything but something is in the mail I can feel it. Just not sure what.
We get up and Milf makes marvelous breakies of French toast made from Challha
Little while later I'm looking like Linda Blair from the exorcist. Everything in my body is seeking the nearest exit point and evacuating like it is fleeing Pompei.
Fever spiked to about 103.
Was absolutley miserable. Were it not for the tender ministrations of my Milfstress I would probably have called an ambulance.
Thought I was gonna die.
I was pissed too.
"Great I finally did it. I fucking ate myself to death."
Isn't it ironic. Don't ya think?
None the less I have been converted into the "Raw?!?!?! SHIT NO!!! Steam those little fuckers into submission!!!!" crowd.
c'est la vie
c'est la morte
c'est la merde
posted by Chef @ 1/26/2006 02:14:00 PM
2 Comments:
Well, darling, imagine the new pleasures we can invent while steaming and topping the oysters....oysters with parmesan and garlic, oysters with cheddar and bacon, oysters rockefeller, oysters with a spicy horseradish aioli????
The possibilities are endless.
Just think of it as a step forward into a new culinary adventure.
We have a saying in the Swamp of No Return (Louisiana):
"Never eat raw shellfish on days that end in y."
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