It's getting pretty depressing around here. From the weather, that is.
Cold, raw rainy yesterday. Cold and gray today. A respite tomorrow before another storm comes in and dumps cold rain on us Sunday and Monday. And the ten-day forecast is an outdoor-grill-loving golfer's nightmare. Enough already!
Nancy and I were out last night, and after spending some time at a charity event, we stepped out into the cold night. We had some time to kill before getting back to relieve the babysitter.
"How about some oysters and Sancerre?" I asked.
It certainly didn't fit with the weather, but I needed to think spring. So we ducked into Craftsteak and sat down at the raw bar. The lounge bar was two deep and the dining room was packed, but the raw bar was empty.
"We don't get many people sitting here," said the girl shucking oysters. "It's nice to have some company."
Must be the weather that had everyone huddled over in the lounge, instead of at the raw bar.
With the counter to ourselves, we plowed through a dozen oysters. Small, creamy kumamotos are always among my favorites, but we also tried two oysters I hadn't heard of before. The first was from Long Island and called Widow's Hole, a big, meaty type filled with a lot of brine; the second was from Virginia and called Stingray, a medium-sized oyster with an ideal mix of brine and sweetness. With a bottle of 2005 Roger & Didier Raimbault Sancerre, it was a perfect match—like a cassoulet with a Châeauneuf in winter.
Now if only the weather would cooperate.
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