Sunday Night Culinary Joy

HR (Husband Robert—you know that) and I are together probably 95% of the time.

So this evening, after we did a little shopping, Robert suggested that I shashay down BY MYSELF to my favorite oyster bar here in Savannah, Sorry Charlie’s.

So I did.

Chef’s Sampler, dozen. With lots of fancy names and points of origin, which I promptly forgot.

I have this quirky habit where I turn over the oyster shell once I eat the oyster.

Four left.

Just DELICIOUS.

But I wonder who the first person was, who decided to eat … an oyster!

Last one.

I hope you ate something delicious on this Sunday.