We eat them in the backyard and in our cars, we eat them for lunch and dinner and we never grow tired of the hand held delight. At the Millstone Public House we have taken this diet staple and kicked it up into position with the finest of foods.
According to legend, all the young women in the city would place their names in a big urn. The city’s bachelors would each choose a name and become paired for the year with his chosen woman. These matches often ended in marriage.
It takes years of study and endless practice to make it look effortless but the truth is that things just taste better when they are done right.
We are the dead: Short days ago, We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved: and now we lie In Flanders fields!
From the Grain to the Glass it's three weeks. It has a shelf life. It must be fresh.
It's a nod to the history of the great drink and a local business thriving right here in Nova Scotia.
...the reply was a waiving of the cutlery and some pleasurable mumbling with a full mouth.
On Saturday, August 20th we will come together and listen. We will raise our glass and watch this incredible performer pour his heart out once more.
What is it about them that drives us crazy? The salty, sweet, briney smell as you raise it to your lips? The cold, slippery slurp that invites the oyster into your mouth?