OYSTERS FOR CHRISTMAS ? THINK TWICE!!

Ready to go on an oyster binge for Christmas?
Then, Brittany (the place where I live) is definitely the place to be!
Breton oysters have been delighting the region for several millennia.
Yet, don't count on me to praise their virtues, cause actually I don't like oysters.

 The first time I was invited at my in-laws', I managed to put a brave face on the huge platter of glittering oysters lying on a bed of crushed ice.

After all, a good sprinkle of lemon juice and a hearty bite of brown bread should help me to deal with those tiny sea creatures.

I was about to swallow the third one, hoping it would take the quickest slide down to my poor stomach, when the six-year-old cousin sitting just in front of me , asked me if I liked oysters. When invited to your in-laws for the first time, no way to be picky and turn up your nose at their treat, so I answered bravely :

" Of course, I do! Don't you? ".

" Oh no ! ", he said, " I can't stand them. You know why ? A buddy at school has told me that when you eat them, they are still alive, so, once in your tummy, to escape the slaughter, the strongest ones creep up back to your throat ! ".

Yuk ! I nearly chocked. I stared at the three  victims left in my plate.

I looked at the little boy and said it was just nonsense.

Then, to put an end to my so-called treat, I tipped the shell up, let the oyster shouting for help slide along the death row, I mean, my throat .

What was the conversation about at that very moment ?

Not the slightest idea !

I was just praying for the oysters' fatal slip and fall.

If they survived, there would be soon an oyster bed in my stomach !

Fortunately, some time later, when I got more at ease with my mother-in-law, I told her that oysters were not my cup of tea ( or cup of sea, as you like).

Anyway, don't get me wrong. I am not a finicky eater : except oysters and " tripes à la mode de Caen" , I like everything.

So, if some day you want to invite me for brunch, lunch or dinner, you won't have to rack your brain. Whatever you have in the fridge will do !

That's all for this week, folks.

By the way, while waiting for my next post, why not have fun  saying the tongue twister below :

She sells seashells by the seashore.