When a crisp chill hits the air, I hit the roadside tables out in front of the humble but perfect Marshall Store for oysters.
While the Marshall Store features more than just oysters, I stick to the same ole same ole just about every time. Sure, visitors enjoy the clam chowder in a sourdough bowl and the dungeness crab salad. They're all wonderful, so why not?
Well, the why not for me is simple. I'm there for the oysters. Oysters, oysters, and more oysters. After all, why mess with perfection?
That doesn't mean I don't go for a full 3-course meal. It just means I get 3 courses of oysters.
Raw to start. Yummmm.
Oysters Rockefeller for the main course. Too sublime for words. A little more garlic bread, please, to soak up those juices.
And every local's favorite to close up the meal: barbecued oysters.
Could there possibly be a better country store anywhere?
