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A
funny thing happened while I was planning my last trip to San Diego: my cousin
asked, "There's a place in the Gaslamp Quarter with $1 oysters during
happy hour. Wanna go?"
I
had to chuckle since my answer to that question will always be "HELL
YES" followed by "stop asking dumb questions".
So
there we were, butts atop barstools shoveling order after order of oysters and
jumbo shrimp (oh yeah, those were a buck apiece, too) into our mouths as if we
hadn't eaten huge pancake breakfasts and deep-fried lunches already.
Every now and then we'd mix it up with some bread, but those juicy
bivalves were the highlight. Truth be told, we wanted to wait for the
rest of our party to arrive before starting, but our 90-minute window was
quickly shrinking! At least that's what we told ourselves as we slurped
from dozens of shells.
If
I received a buck for every time we uttered, "Another order, my good
man!" to our server, I would have used them on more oysters. Or,
perhaps, a bigger tip for our server for acting so condescending.
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