Wee Beers + RBO (Really Big Oysters) = Date Weekend!

Last weekend (ok, so really two weekends ago- I've been a very lazy blogger) Joel and I decided that since Seattle decided to stop blasting us with rain that it would be the time to head up to Taylor Shellfish Farm for a little sunshine, a little BBQ, and some fabulously fresh oysters.  We packed up the car, along with our friends Shirin and Bryan, and drove the hour and a half up to Bow, WA (where?  yeah, I didn't know either until this little adventure.  Almost in Canada, people.  Almost in Canada).

After driving down a beautiful road (albeit one lane, with a steep drop on one side...eek!) and across some railroad tracks (please remember to look both ways before crossing, they are operable tracks and that could really ruin your visit if you forget) we pulled up to the little farm with this amazing view.

We went in and purchased two dozen "medium" oysters for our BBQ.  We were hungry.  And we all really like oysters.  We had NO idea what we were in for.

First of all, these things were HUGE.  Like, the size of my whole hand.  And contrary to popular belief (and the people who sold us the oysters), BBQing these things for a few minutes does not make them "pop" open.  We needed help, and luckily for us, help was on the way.



Shirin getting a lesson in oyster shucking



R.B.O (Really big oyster).  And yes, I know what that looks like. I'm super mature like that



Now that we finally figured out how to get into these suckers, it was time for eating.  And boy, was I excited!

Soooo....here's the thing about oysters this size.  They are REALLY big.  As in, no possible way that you could eat them in one bite.  And let me tell you, as tasty as oysters are (and these were really good), you don't want to have to cut them open and look at what's inside.  It's icky.  We wished we had purchased the cute little Komomoto oysters that they had for sale instead of these giant wonders. 

Anyway, after dining (re: forcing ourselves to eat) on oysters, wine, yummy corn,  and S'mores (of course!), we decided we had had enough of gale force winds and headed back home.  All in all, it was a great way to spend the day, and we will definitely be back!



Thumbs up for a great date!



On to the next adventure: Fremont Oktoberfest! 

After a brief discussion about whether or not it would be appropriate to wear our Oktoberfest costumes (no), we headed down to Fremont around 6 pm.  I highly recommend going this early on the Friday, because it's less crowded and you don't have to wait.  Oh, and the people pouring beer will not take your beer tokens, turning your 10 beer tokens into 15 beer tokens (only if you're Joel.  Apparently, he's a lot cuter than I am).



We love Wee Beers!!!

Fun times were had by all.  We ended up closing the joint down at midnight- go figure.

That's all for now, sweetums.  I promise to try to be a better blogger.  I've been on a baking hiatus recently since Hubster and I were on a diet, but now that THAT nonsense is over, I have a few little projects up my sleeve that I'm dying to tackle and promise to properly document for you. 

XOXO, ECH