Earlier in the day Dad, R. an D. drove down to some water-like place in D.C. and picked up a fair number of oysters. At some point after I returned from my adventure with G., D. and R. got down to the business of cleaning and shucking many of them.
Meanwhile thekids were eating french fries and popcorn shrimp. Oysters were not their thing.
I forget where these came from, but they were a very mild and sweet oyster, not heavy on the salt/brine.
My mind was totally blown when R. found quite a number of these little crabs inside the oysters. Some had expired, but a few were still wriggling and rockling. Nature!
D. also fried oysters, but I didn't take any photographs of that and I don't know why.