Yeah, I really just don't. I never eat smoked oysters in my regular everyday life. So why would it be expected that I should have major enthusiasm for eating them on Thanksgiving, integrated into otherwise delicious food?

My father always used to make oyster stuffing. He was crazy to think that little kids would be able to eat that. Kids don't even like bland, boring stuffing as far as I can tell.

My roommate is stuffing a duck with oyster stuffing. For one recipe she used 6 tin containers of smoked oysters. I felt one or two would easily be enough, but no. I tasted a little bit of the stuffing this morning. It tastes like a pool of ocean slurry that's been sitting in the sun. I don't have an outright aversion to oysters, either. I prefer my oysters raw with hot sauce. And it's not the fact that they are smoked that I don't like them. I love smoked foods - cheese, fish, meats, nuts, etc.

Time to call it a day, bike home, and view the chaos going inside my kitchen. Jonathan is bringing 8 pies from Fremont. That's right folks, 8 pies to feed 7 people, along with the deep fried turkey, the turducken, the gallons of oyster stuffing, peas and onions, bread, cranberry sauce, and a lot of other stuff I really don't have the appetite to write about right now.