Sweet, Creamy, Briny or Plump—Slurp ‘Em Down by the Dozen Today!
Alas, National Oyster Day is upon us, drooling and slurping ensues. As a born and bred Native American New Englander, I would like to share a personal oyster tale.
RELATED: Dale Carson’s Ode to Oysters Just barely into my teens I found oyster heaven in the oddest place: Grand Central Station. My dad worked for CBS News upstairs in the Graybar Building, which houses Grand Central Station. Below ground there are tiled tunnels that lead to various businesses.