I had to, just had to hit the Grand Central Station Oyster Bar while I’m in NYC. The place was only a short subway ride away from my hotel – in fact, all I had to do was hop on the shuttle from Times Square and 42nd to Grand Central Station.
I quickly found a place at the bar and ordered, then sat back to watch the cooks at work.
Since it was only 39 degrees outside I decided to have the oyster stew. It came dusted with paprika.
I could have had lots of different oysters:
Notes from Aunt Gem 