Beaucoup d’Amuses Bouche; More Shuck for your Buck; The Delicious DISH post

Today, I requested a split shift at work, so that I could meet my friend, Elissa, at the SF Weekly 5^th Annual DISH event [http://microapp.sfweekly.com/dish/2012/] that featured restaurants from around the Bay Area. Her friends and cousin were there as well, which made the event all the merrier. Elissa had gotten us tickets, because her uncle, who works at SF Weekly, wasn’t able to make it- thank you, uncle! I was so happy she invited me, because I get this natural high or instant elation when surrounded by culinary offerings- not having to pay for them doesn’t hurt much either.

                   

                           

                           

The event was full of foodies and featured restaurants and brands such as Farina, Mission Minis, and Zico Coconut Water. With so many things to taste, it was a bit hard to remember everything I served to my taste buds. Some of the dishes that stood out were the chilled cucumber soup with crème fraiche, the bitter lemon tonic water, and the oysters. The oysters.

Oyster station

I must say, the raw oysters on the half shell at the Farallon station stand out most in my memory because of the hilarious oyster massacre Elissa and her friends, James and Devon, committed. We were starting to head towards the exit, moaning about our stuffed stomachs when we passed by the oyster table. Since the event was coming to an end, the Farallon chefs were shucking all the remaining oysters and doling them out. This caught Elissa, James, and Devon’s eyes, and their mouths followed. They slurped up a few oysters and appeared satisfied, but the oysters kept coming, and it seemed they couldn’t resist the alluring gleam of the shells, so they kept eating. They were more impressive than the Walrus from Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum’s story, “The Walrus and the Carpenter,” in Alice in Wonderland.  Laughing, I asked Elissa how they could fit so many oysters after eating everything else. She replied, “They’re $4 a piece usually!” Moral of the story: “Don’t be a shmuck! Get more shuck for your buck!”