Originally Posted by tantrix
My problem is I need to stop eating the damn things before they get to where they're supposed to be going. I managed to fry maybe 2 dozen last night, the rest...slid down my throat with hot sauce. I still have a gumbo I need to drop some in, looks like it's time for another oyster run.
Friends of ours own a big oyster distributor. They make this concotion every Christmas called marinated oysters.
Essentially it is a gallon of oysters dumped into a bloody mary.
You eat them till you can't move. They'll give us a gallon for the asking but will not share the recipe.
What is left over, we fry. You can't imagine how good they are.