Hope springs eternal

I went out for a drink after work today with my sister and niece. I was going to blip a picture of the three of us but I forgot to take one.so.......
I did take some pics of the oysters on the counter. We were in an oyster bar. Raw oysters are an acquired taste. I acquired it once. It was in Boston at a subterranean bar at Faneuil hall.
I have always kept few rules regarding bars. I never drink in a bar without windows. I never drink in a bar where my feet stick to the floor, and if there is a bouncer at 4 in the afternoon, it is suspect.

At the time I tried the oysters I did not have those rules. Yes people that day I hit the trifecta. The easiest way to get them down is with Tabasco and Jameson.
The Jameson of course preserves the whole aphrodisiac properties.
Until you get up, and walk by the food stalls with fried things and realize that you need to make rules about going into bars and.............
I don't know what it means when your body "rejects" the aphrodisiac. But it can't be good.

Till the 'morrow.....