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Oysters

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I am from a tiny little island in Nigeria. No! stop thinking its some kinda fancy island because it isn’t. We didn’t have all the fancy boats and yachts, we had only canoes and swimming was our mode of transportation….LOL. We definitely eat oysters but totally different from how oysters are served in America.

One thing we have for sure is all kinds of seafood goodness. We would use oysters to make our tomato based sauce and eat it with rice/yam/potatoes. We also made snacks out of oysters by deep frying them. There were numerous ways of oysters preparations, but usually shucked and cooked,baked or fired.

When I and Bae started dating, he proposed a road trip to Hyannis, a cute and funky Oceanside town in Cape Cod, Massachusetts. It was date night and I was feeling very excited, as I would get to dress up! I love dressing up with no where to go🤣 but finally I had a destination. We ended up at a Tapas bar (small Spanish savory dishes served with drinks). It was time to place my order and i’m like Sam, you got this. I didn’t quite recognize anything on the menu as it was so different from what i was used to, but I wasn’t about to let him know that.  You could imagine my joy when I saw oysters on the menu! Whoop…i’m like girl don’t look any further….

We settled into our conversation and were having a good time…… then trouble! I was served raw oysters on a bed of ice with a side of Tabasco and horseradish. WHAT???I mean raw, not cooked oh! I couldn’t pretend like i knew what it was anymore, i had to scream out. Bae tried explaining and encouraging me. I am always open to trying everything once so i ate it. The hot sauce helped a lot and it was almost tasteless because i gulped the entire thing without chewing.

Above is the plate of my first raw oysters.

What is the most unconventional food you ever ate? Kindly share your experiences.

 

 

 

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9 thoughts on “Oysters

  1. I had a breakfast date in Luton England with a friend and her ex boyfriend (who by the way is a great buddy of hers still. I don’t believe in the friendship thingy after love goes sour). Anyways, back to my English breakfast table. He told us he’ll order for us since he knew the house’s special. He lives in Luton. The waiters brought in this and that. I can’t remember the details now but it was quite a spread. And we happily dug in. When I got to the eggs, I realised they weren’t so well cooked. Few seconds later, I concluded-rarely at all. It felt yucky but both of them cheered me on. Of course I swallowed forkfuls without chewing. Ham and toast and tea and whatever else helped me push it down. Fun morning it was. Lots of places to see afterwards. Downside was by evening I had to go to the loo every 10 minutes. Got marooned in the house for 2 days. Lesson: If I have to order eggs outside Africa I repeat at least thrice that I like my eggs well cooked. Did you ask why thrice and not just once? Well, I just want to be sure the waiter got my order right. Lol

  2. Chioma Nosike i totally agree with you on so many levels. I had a similar experience when i ordered for over easy eggs. Oh lawd….the yolk was runny. Cant say i ate it because it felt more like i drank the egg yolk…lol and NO with emphasis on NO… I don’t subscribe to staying friends with exes.

    1. Lols. Drank the egg right? It’s a wonder some folks gladly “drink” eggs.
      @ Exes-turn-friends, some say it’s childish not to be friends but who cares!?

  3. Hmmmm.. I no go chop that thing ooo.. yes call me bush..🙈 I gree.. 🤪🤪

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