It was Jonathan Swift who said, “He was a bold man that first ate an oyster.”
A funny (and true) thought, even today oysters are a polarizing suggestion. But, if you fall on the side of oyster fan, then you must venture to shoot, shuck and share these half-shelled treats in the rainy and reigning oyster city in the US (if not, the world): Seattle.
Oysters taste like where they’re from (a phenomenon oyster aficionados call “merroir”) and with Washington State’s sheltered inlets and forested islands it’s no surprise they produce some great, and varied, tastes. To really get a full sense of an oyster’s merroir, chew slowly and savor the aftertaste. And, of course, purists will insist you skip the garnishes. It ain’t pretty, but you may just get a hint of mountain meadow or glacier melt along with your sea brine.
Oysters pair great with an iconic Seattle scenic view, a cold drink and good company.