Before moving down to Savannah, we knew nothing about oyster roasts. But oh. my. goodness. We look forward to it every year now.
Every spring, the Hogans host a big party at their house on the marsh and invite all the Mercer students. They serve up a feast of over 500lbs of oyster, and it's a blast. Huge trays of oyster are pulled out of a vat, and then dumped directly onto a wooden plank resting on top of trash cans. People crowd around the tables and eat those babies as desired-- plain, dipped in cocktail sauce, doused with hot sauce, or coupled with a cracker. There are holes carved out above the trash cans, so that you can chuck the empty shells straight into the bin. I wish I could eat every meal this way...
the set-up
Tools to help crack open the shells
First batch being dumped onto the table
And have-at-it! The older couple to the right kept feeding me the oyster they opened, and I happily obliged to eat them ;-) They were such a funny couple. I loved that she was sporting a pair of chucks (I have the same shoes in my own closet)
The party went well into the night... the oysters just kept coming.
Until next year...
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