Oyster Love

A man sat in a fine dining establishment, tucking his napkin into his collar as the waiter set a gorgeous bowl of the daily special in front of him – fresh oyster soup. The man thanked the waiter and stirred the soup with his spoon, but just as the waiter was about to leave his customer to dine, the man called him back.

“What seems to be the trouble?” Asked the waiter, eager to help but a bit perplexed as to what the man could want. He hoped to himself that this wouldn’t be a repeat of the customer who wanted french fries with their order, he didn’t think he could stomach that.

“Well,” began the customer, “It’s just that I ordered Oyster Soup. Isn’t that the special today?”

“Yes, Sir?” The waiter responded, waiting to hear the complaint.

“Well, if this is oyster soup, where are the oysters? I can’t seem to find any!”

The waiter rolled his eyes, “Sir, would you expect to find angels in angel food cake?”

I love that one. My grandma told it to me years ago – she was in love with oysters, and I think I got that gene somehow, lol. If you’re an oyster fan, like I am, you should definately check out the huge amount of information on Gulf oysters over at BeOysterAware.com. They have everything from reading materials to educational materials to keep you safe and healthy when you enjoy your oysters, it’s definately a site to bookmark!

BEFORE YOU COMMENT: Please understand that, though I'm all for free speech, I'm also busy and downright mean. Because of this I will not tolerate offensive, inappropriate or hateful comments. I'll warn you and delete the offensive part, but if you repeat the offense I'll probably ban you from the domain. I'm sorry, but I just don't have time for spam, racism, and so on and so on. Just to note: What I find offensive? Is what we'll call offensive, this being my blog and all. ;)