Seafood Blues / July 28 2008
I am never eating oysters again.
The snot-like little slimy beasts I had on Saturday were lovely going down, but not so great coming back up. I don’t believe they were off, but they definitely did not agree with my constitution. Audrey, wise little dog that she is, did the right thing by refusing them.
I have one good thing to report: When an emetic as powerful as two dozen oysters and several bottles of Cava is consumed with actor friends on a hot, sunny afternoon in July, you will not need to detoxify your body afterwards as your insides will experience a thoroughly good clean-out during the course of the subsequent twenty-four hours.
And I would advise that you make sure your lavatory is in good working order beforehand as, to paraphrase Monty Python, such an undertaking really opens up the sluice-gates at both ends.
On the Fantastic hi-fi today:
The Essential Leonard Cohen – Leonard Cohen
Filed under Actors / Advice / Food / Regrets
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2 comments on “Seafood Blues”
Nelson Galaxy / July 28th, 2008 at 1:14 pm
On second thoughts, do not save me any oysters. I’ll have some of Audrey’s chicken instead.
Napoleon Fantastic / July 29th, 2008 at 10:29 am
Okay.
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