CallMeAl dropped by to borrow my oyster knife last night. He decided to use it here and together we opened about two dozen Shooting Point Salts. An altogether unexpected and delicious delight. Saltiest oysters I’ve ever had, if the most difficult to open without breaking. No matter, well worth the effort and cleanup. Many thanks CMA! (ADG, they’re at Hank’s in Old Town)
In the spirit of a cold winter’s day and the opening of Pitti, I’m wearing winter white corduroy trousers today and feeling very Brunello Cucinelli even if I’m not as tightly tailored.