Posted by cmliu on September 14, 2011 · 2 Comments
sand and salt, milk and
honey, incessant years of
the ocean’s swallow
Filed under eat, haiku, play · Tagged with boston, outdoors, oysters, seafood
After moving back to the Boston area two weeks ago after several years “abroad” in San Francisco, I found myself at Island Creek Oyster for the first time (ever). Holy littleneck! We had oysters, steamers, fried clams, and lobster rolls. Now I’m kicking myself for missing this Oyst-ravaganza.
Welcome back to Boston! The fest is a blast, but lucky for everyone, the oyster fest is an annual thing. The beach is beautiful year-round, however… if you haven’t already, take a day-trip to Duxbury and check out where the oysters are born. Let me know if you want to slurp oysters in the city sometime.
Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:
You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change )
Connecting to %s
Notify me of new comments via email.
Notify me of new posts via email.
Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.
Join 8 other followers
RSS - Posts
cmliu · an unapologetic collection of things i fancy // curated by christine