elizabeth, darling

May 25, 2009

TGIM

"As I ate the oysters with their strong taste of the sea and their faint metallic taste that the cold white wine washed away, leaving only the sea taste and the succulent texture, and as I drank their cold liquid from each shell and washed it down with the crisp taste of the wine, I lost the empty feeling and began to be happy, and to make plans."
- Ernest Hemingway

It used to be a tradition of mine to go out for oysters and wine Mondays after work. I'm not sure why it fell out of fashion, but it was an incredible way to start a week.

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