I just cannot imagine trying a shooter. Or on the halfshell.
well, , , , I grew up on the Delaware Bay. Cousins grew up on the Chesapeake Bay.
in 'joint fishing expeditions' they'd snag an oyster, pop it open on the row boat, and schluck it down.
no. that did not appeal to me.
then . . . one fine Mother's Day Sunday brunch, my son-in-law started schlucking down oysters on the half-shell, and being a male . . . could not let that out do me. and the on-the-half-shell were absolutely delicious.
I find the cold water, more sea salty types more delicious.
so, close your eyes, try one.