Just in case someone was allergic, we had Benadryl on standby - as well as reference materials on how to properly prepare the shellfish. For some reason Christine was being haunted by the ghosts of Cape Cod fishermen while she mugged for the camera.
So, we banished Christine to the porch until dinner was done. No puppy dog eyes, please.
I asked Christine how she prepared dinner's first course, and she said:
"I simply grilled the oysters, with the flat side up, on a very hot grill for about 5-6 minutes, until they opened. Then I pulled them off the grill, remove the flat side of the shell and sprinkled shredded Parmesan and a few drops of olive oil on top of the oyster. Back on the grill until the cheese has melted. Yum, yum!"
Christine had a bunch of galley slaves grating the Parmesan. Auntie Nettie hadn't ever had oysters, but I didn't let that stop me from shelling out some advice. "Just dive in and lick it clean."
Christine was smart and listened to me. As you can see from this still life, it was a good night.
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