Nothing better than a old school sitting at a bar and ordering a dozen or two raw open shells and downing a few Mexican beers with a smile. Leaves the boys in the tight fitting jeans going home alone as you take the nice looking blond out for breakfast after a long night.
Every year there is an Oyster festival in Bluff which is right down the bottom of New Zealand. Bluff oysters are something else!
Get one of these babies in your mouth and your in heaven!