after three years, i guess we can call it a tradition.

on friday night, kevin, wonder, jeremy, and i attended the annual oyster festival at the schlafly taproom. for you coastal people, eating freshly-shucked oysters may seem like a trivial thing, but here in the middle, we rarely see them this fresh. in fact, southwest airlines (the festival sponsor) flies the bushels in from all over the country along with a team of star shuckers.

this is the third year that kevin and i have attended and now, we have it down to a science. first rule: get there early. second: grab a beer and prepare to stand in line. third: order a lot and have an extra pair of hands to hold your plates (thanks, wonder).

SLURP!