tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283831715209726281.post435414373162058591..comments2011-10-24T16:43:35.176-04:00jim websterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12720372870542210096noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283831715209726281.post-82845924718670338452011-10-24T16:43:35.176-04:002011-10-24T16:43:35.176-04:00Most of my favorite food memories involve raw shellfish. ... Well, that's overstating it. But several do. Like eating raw clams in front of a seafood shop on Arthur Avenue in the winter. Heaven on a half shell.Alannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283831715209726281.post-76081817631056495912011-10-24T11:29:15.859-04:002011-10-24T11:29:15.859-04:00actually, i DO like them, but they weird me out a little. and i'm afraid to prepare them. i have trouble taking too seriously anything that i wouldn't prepare. irony: they're raw. i know.jim websterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12720372870542210096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283831715209726281.post-39981375554335907602011-10-24T11:13:41.703-04:002011-10-24T11:13:41.703-04:00"I'm not big on raw oysters"??? Gasp! How ever have we remained friends?Alannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283831715209726281.post-85116796257598237522011-10-24T10:35:53.941-04:002011-10-24T10:35:53.941-04:00I almost ate the rocks.Jeremy Bowershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09051718390498531005noreply@blogger.com