Sunday, October 23, 2011

Why I Love Oyster Roasts


Yeah, Duh.  Oysters.
Cocktail Sauce.
Hot Sauce and Crackers
The perfect combination of all of the above.



 Interesting conversations.
Cooler weather.  (Oysters are best in months with "R" in them)
Fun Hats.


 The mingling of children and adults.
Kids trying oysters for the first time.
Kids grossing out by the texture of the slimy suckers.


Cold Beer.
Appetizers.
World Series Game.


 For some reason, there's always hot dogs.
The oyster table.
The steam that rises off the newest batch.
Chucking away the oyster shells.


Yakking and Gabbing.
Friends Together.


3 comments:

KB said...

I don't eat oysters, but I enjoy going to oyster roasts. (Weird, huh?) I love that you're reading the blog and giving me some feedback. I'm thoroughly enjoying yours too. I'm all kinds of jealous over that yellow table. It does't "go" with anything in my house, but I'm pretty sure I could make it work!! Thanks again for visiting my blog. You don't know how much I appreciate you being there.

JuJu said...

You are too kind KB!!

sherri s. said...

I don't eat them either, but that looks like some serious fun!

word: subikil

The subikil rose from the waves in the early morning glow (?).