I recently went on my first oyster shucking trek with a few classmates, and it was quite the experience - what we all agreed 'business school is all about.'
Four hours of driving along the coast of California for one hour of eating the freshest oysters I could have imagined. It was quite incredible sitting there knife in one hand, heavy glove in the other (to prevent me from stabbing myself I suppose), shucking my first oysters and slurping them up one by one ...
There was nothing particulary 'glamorous' about the event. No white linen. No oysters in their half shell on ice. No mimoellete sauce ready for dipping. Just a brown tray with dozens of oysters dressed with only the taste of the salty sea water it was just pulled out of ... accompanied by a baguette, some potato chips, and wine drank out of red pastic cups. There we sat on a wooden picnic table and looking out on the California coast. Simplicity at its best.
A must visit for anyone who is remotely interested in oysters, a scenic coastal ride (car or bike!), or just a new experience.

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