Wednesday, February 10, 2021

High Effort Oysters Rockefeller

I would have been shamed to leave the Myrtle Beach area without trying some fresh local seafood. We'd had plenty of landfood thus far and it was time to get serious.

I picked up a few dozen oysters at a little seafood shop. I didn't realize they'd be so fresh that they looked like they just come out of the mud. This was cool but it presented some labor ahead.

I hate Stella Artois so much. The only thing it had going for it was that idiots thought it was cool because it was imported.

I scrubbed all the crud off the oysters with a toothbrush. It was a lot of work.

I thought it was cool that there were little animals stuck to the oysters. Some of the them seemed to still be alive.

Getting them open was tough at first. I bought a shucking knife from the seafood store, but I didn't want to put too much pressure on the shells or they would shatter.

I decided to make oysters Rockefeller.

They were really damn good.

It was a sea creature massacre.

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