my family + oysters = special times. my dad and his siblings have been known to draw blood fighting over a bushel of oysters. at one point things got so intense during oyster feasts, we had to take a 15+ year break. but this year was the big reunion of wilsons and oysters. and it was good. beyond good. and we all still like each other. and no one was speared with a fork. or a butter knife.
[scrub a dub oyster cleaning team]
[preparing the table]
[the expert oyster eaters]
[this year we went wild and fried some]