It went down pretty much as planned. And I have a few new sources in the flower district for cheap vases and branches.
I left markers out for our Shucksgiving guests to add their best “shucks” jokes to the kraft paper tablecloth. You know, things like “awww shucks” or the more PG-13 rated: “shuck ’em and leave ’em.” And clearly, my “How to shuck an oyster” sign was a last minute addition, hence the awful handwriting! Totally slipped my mind until about 5 minutes before the party started.
PSA for New Yorkers:
And if you’re interested in incredibly delicious and ridiculously affordable oysters, you can still place a December holiday order with the Walrus and the Carpenter. I can’t say enough good things about ’em. But if you don’t believe me, believe Wallace, the 8 year old who was picking up his oysters (with his mom) at the same time as I – according to his mom, he downed 25 oysters last year!