I can agree but assuming you chew the oyster and not just shoot it down it can be quite tasty
I chew my oysters . Yum .
An oyster shoot can be a shot of amazing flavors. Just how you approach it
Speaking of āWhatās the Point?ā
Bloody Caesar is the one true bloody!
@VikingKaj @Salsailsa Thereās something about oysters and tabasco thatās just magical. I like to mix it up. One with mignonette, one with tabasco, one with cocktail, etc.
I enjoy a good shooter now and again. They have to be crafted right, proper attention needs to be paid to the components. Problem is a lot of them are just oysters drenched in cocktail sauce. One time I had a Japanese style uni shooter with a quail egg yolk in it which was delicious in the most disgusting way.
The shooters I am referring to are an oyster in a shot glass with some form of alcohol added- was that what the uni one was?? If so, what type of alcohol did they put in it?
Me too !
The Rusty Pelican on Westheimer in Houston, circa 1984. Friday night.
A promotional oyster shooting contest. Six shot glasses with a freshly shucked oysters, and dribble of spicy cocktail sauce and filled to the brim with gold tequila. And a mug of beer to wash it down with.
I remember entering the contest.
And I remember waking up the next morning with a t-shirt that said āI won the Oyster Shooting Contest at the Rusty Pelicanā. Nothing in between.
Good times.
At least you got a tee shirt! Most of my stories like this end with me in the Drās office in the morning getting a shot of penicillin.
Sounds more like a prize than a contest.
Too funny! Did it keep going after six, or did the six shots finish you?
No, it was a contest. There were three other ācontestantsā and we were seated on a low riser they sometimes used for live music. Usually it just had tables on it. I was offered up as a sacrifice by my co-workers who paid the $10 or $15 dollar entry fee.
I was told that two of the other entrants failed to finish and that I had downed my six shooters and chugged the draft before the other guy had finished three shooters. Apparently, I was a machine.
Iām pretty sure I was done at that point. My roommate drove me home and dumped me in my room hanging the t-shirt over the chair. I can assure you however that I had clearly already had a few or they never would have talked me into the contest in the first place.
I used to drink a little.
But before that, I used to drink a LOT.
So even though you didnāt end up wearing the shirt, did you end up wearing the oysters?
Certainly a fair question.
Nah. I was the good kind of drunk.
I always just fell asleep.
So rather than a shooter, today we have a cooter:
I also love oysters and shooters. Had them the first time last year at a fair on Tilghman Island,Md.
even without the booze they were great. Canāt find in central Jersey