These are the official photos of the East Coast Grill attended event Oyster Open at The Sun Winefest ’07. I am sitting in the front row between two ladies. Brian and Kiki are participants, and the owner, Mr. Schlesinger, is a sitting judge.
Shots of me in the front row. The couple seated to my left held my seat for over 45 minutes (“Mind if I leave my Mohegan Sun teeshirt on this chair while I run to the bathroom? I’ll be right back,” I said on my way out to the Tuscan waterfall bar.) In the third shot you can see how I got a little excited as the Oyster shucking got under way…
Dem boys shucked. First picture has announcer Jasper White on the left and Kiki in his Lava Lounge (haha) shirt on the right. The second picture is Brian with his hands up, ready to shuck. The third is Brian and Kiki standing with the Chopper right before the Championship Round. In that round, the Chopper squared off and humiliated the 2006 Oyster World Champion (the guy with the mullet), beating him by 45 seconds or so. The Chopper got his name cause when he shucks he uses so much force that the tops of the oyster fly out and away, onto the stage, into the crowd…
Kiki and Brian in the glow and the glory, after the event’s dramatic conclusion. I dove onto the feet of the nice couple who held my seat to recover the first oyster shucked by Chopper his routing of the Canadian. The second picture has me rushed up onstage posing with the Chopper after his victory, scowling at the haters. The mulleted Canadian looks depressed in this picture, and with reason. Chopper got awarded a princely treasure; an all expenses paid trip to Vegas, and much more in the coffer.
The formerly glassly clean table in the living room suite, at around 9PM, four hours after the competition. See racks and racks of lamb bones, Wellfleet oysters in a cooler, cups of red slushies, a phantom blue shucking glove. The bathtub in the suite’s master bathroom, with a dark brown ring of oyster brine around it. Me and Lobstergirl.
Thanks to Jim, Brian’s dad, for all the good (Non-Cellphone) pictures. Thank you to Johnny Hoota for the suite and the hospitality. And of course to Mr. S., Brian and Kiki for making the whole thing possible. Good grief.
Let me leave you with the Oysterettes, aka the Shuckerfluffers, with Kiki on the peripherary of the image, amused and maybe a little interested.