the humble oyster.
the metaphor for patience. a idea of perfection as a result of coercement, ebb and flow. such beauty.
embodies perfection in nurturing, sensuality and minimalism. all things important in life.
lifes breath in fact. only from the sea. water. the taste of the salt. the sea.
an oyster is male and female…has high levels of testosterone and provides also zinc iron calcium, selenium and vitamins A and B12……
which makes it even sexier.
i love purity. so for me off the rocks, on ice, lemon……done
i have just spent the last few months shooting mad helicopter work in new zealand and i had the brilliant coincidence of being there for the bluff oysters. being a sydney-file i am biased towards the sydney rock, but i have to say, these are incredible.
they are not small, not big, less sea watery in flavour, but really creamy and pert. deliciously semi chewy but slippery and fresh. i am a huge fan. my location scout harry and i went to this gorgeous restaurant for lunch and dinner and had them both times. natural and tempura. incredible, addictive, everything.
i have been waiting a long time to eat a bluff oyster. australians guard their sydney rocks viciously but the new zealanders protect bluffs like their children.
harvested only between march and august in the Foveaux strait near the town of Bluff. a parasite knocked out approximately a billion of them between 2000 and 2003 so the harvesters have been limiting the catch since then to aid the revival. so they are not massively available. soooo, lucky for me i hit the right time and had them. incredible, and unforgettable.
also to note: we had them at the restaurant in queens town, Botswana Butchery. also delicious. fantastic New Zealand food. 17 marine parade, queens town. +6434426994