This thread reminds me of somethin' that happened when I was younger....
I was probably about 20 or 21 years old. Livin' in Daytona Beach, Florida at the time. This was about 1973/1974.
I went out with this gal on a date. We went to a seafood place. Plenty of those places around Daytona Beach. I asked if she was willing to try something new....raw oysters. Now you gotta understand that back then raw oysters weren't as well known and popular as they are now. As a matter of fact, it was because of this that you could get a dozen for about $.60....works out to about a nickel apiece. Hell, now they're like a fad and cost WAY more than that.
Well, we got raw oysters for an appetizer. Before the main course.
I suddenly realized that she was looking down with horror at what was on the plate between us. This girl had never tried raw oysters before! I was in a dilemma of what to do. Because I'm thinkin' I ordered the wrong thing. So, I figured I'd talk her through it. Work with it. Do that chivalry thing. Get her to try it.
I demonstrated what to do to eat raw oysters. A little bit or horseradish, hot sauce too (if you want it), lemon juice, whatever you want. Then I showed her how to tip the half shell put it in your mouth.
So, after gentle persuasion, mild coaxing and working her through this, I was able to go past the first hurdle and get her to try one. She built up the nerve to go for it!
She tipped it up. Put it in her mouth. Closed her mouth. Everything is goin' good. But then! She like looked at me strange. Eyes go wide open. She is stiff as a board. I notice the color in her face is changing and she has like this panic look on her face. I'm thinkin', uh oh....
This shit is gettin' bad. I need to do somethin' fast to get past this. Serious salvage time. So, what do I do? Like a knucklehead, I reach over and gently touch her arm and I say this....
"Go ahead and swallow it, darlin'. It'll just slide right down yer throat."
The moment I said this, she immediately got up and ran to the bathroom. Shit. I said the wrong thing.
Well, to make a long story short, we did finish the dinner and were able to salvage the evening. I never ventured to go there with raw oysters with her again. And I traumatized her for life. I don't think to this day she has ever swallowed a raw oyster. DEFINITELY a spitter.....
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Colin