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August 21, 2005
Sunday Meal
Okay. I admit when I saw one large oyster among eleven others that we got this afternoon, I secretly hoped that I would find a pearl.
Pffftttt...
I found something alright. At first I thought it was a stomach sac. Upon close inspection it was a transparent baby crab. Inside the giant of an oyster. Alive. Possibly dying a slow and painful death inside a pool of digestive oyster juice.
A vomit burp would have killed off any apetite that I had left. I wouldn't have been able to eat something which is in the middle of having its dinner. I thought the oyster grew so big that it could swallow a baby crab. N said it grew big because it ate things like baby crabs, and other things. That thought totally blacked out any ideas of washing the giant oyster and frying the carnivorous bi-valve.
Posted by quickness at August 21, 2005 10:56 PM
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