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Decided against following your doctor's advice, we see. That didn't last long.

What causes it, Knotty? Sounds nasty.

Bleagh. :P

Just add a beverage from Scotland with a splash of water from Fiji... :D

Nanananana...beat you :D.

Here you go, @stig https://www.mccormick.com/old-bay

Most of the dry ground in the southwest part of the Everglades is based on oyster shell mounds. Some of them dozens of acres, tens of feet high.

Oysters...I have always maintained that the first person to try eating an oyster was either very hungry or very adventurous. :D Looks good, Austin. You plate handsomely.

What?...no cheese?? :)

You shoulda put that on a slice of cheese toast. :D

John now has the next couple of weeks dinners all set out for him :D.

You can add toppings, if it interests you. Sliced mushrooms is good. A couple of slices of bacon, already cooked, is extremely fine.

A regular at our house since I was a tiny tot in fact. Usually for breakfast, but makes a lunch from time to time.

That's funny...as I recall, it was a toss-up for M and me whether to have the rice, or to cook up a pot of grits instead. We really enjoy grits, and regularly. Collard greens...not so much. :)

Last night: Salmon fillet quickly seared and then baked for a short time drenched in an orange juice/dijon mustard mixture. Served with brown rice, sliced sweet red bell peppers, and avocado quarters. Tonight: Pesto on fettuccini, both homemade. I think I'll make a salad, too.

A big salad with the meat from a couple of Dungeness crabs that friends gifted us after a successful crabbing expedition to Astoria. Not had it yet but coming up soonish...we just picked the crabs.

M made stuffed Poblano peppers. Onions, garlic, mushrooms, tomatoes, rice, cheese, almonds, sausage, eggs. Ripe avocado quarters and cherry tomatoes from our garden on the side. Heavenly.

I've always wondered how you can live where you live and not eat fish, Gigi :).

Of course. ;)

Huh. If you say so :). Last night I had a sliced dead pig sandwich at the local sports bar before heading over to the likewise local community theater to watch a play. M and our good friends with, of course. The play was sub-par, but the dead pig was good :D.