Today's guest post comes from Jon Rowley, a noted oyster and wine expert from Seattle. You may know him from Twitter (@OysterWine) or from master composting classes or wine tastings. Heirloom apples is just one of his loves, as pie pals know.
Jon does marketing and various consulting work for fifth generation Taylor Shellfish Farms (one of our first sponsors for The Oyster Century Club©) and has organized restaurant oyster programs and promotions across the country. He produces the Pacific Coast Oyster Wine Competition, which he calls "an annual dating service for West Coast wines and oysters."
Jon's expertise extends beyond the oyster, but he and I share a passion for these fruits of the sea. I've been lucky to share his company at several conferences and media trips focused on sustainable food. I know you'll enjoy his blog (check out this post on reviving an old oyster fryer) and this post he shares today is a poetic invitation to one of my favorite foods. Please enjoy. Photos here are also Jon's.
The Art of Eating an Oyster - Jon Rowley
The Oyster, perhaps more than any other food, is a feast for the senses. First of all, its a feast for the eyes. Oysters served icy cold on a platter of shaved ice in a circular pattern with bills outward like petals of a flower and with light dancing brightly on the meats and juices, are beautiful unto themselves, needing no garnish to attract the eye or imagination.
Forgo the fork. Pick up the cold, damp, wet, rough shell. As if your fingertips had taste buds, your salivary glands perk up in anticipation. You are already starting to taste the oyster. As you lift the oyster to your mouth, pause momentarily to breathe in the fresh clean smell of the sea.
Tilt your head back; close your eyes; slurp in the oyster and its juices. If the oyster has been iced down before opening and is minutes or less off the shucking knife, the oyster is as cold and vibrant as an icy gust of wind at a winter's low tide. Before concentrating on the taste, experience the sensation that M. F. K. Fisher, the doyenne of oyster poets, referred adoringly to as the oyster's "strange, cold succulence" and what novelist Tom Robbins likens to "French-kissing a mermaid."
Carefully chewing the oyster, your palate becomes inundated with a variety of distinct tastes that come in succession. If the oyster is well fed, plump, and firm, the first taste is sweetness from the glycogen, which the warmth of your mouth is already breaking down into sugars. The sweet taste dissipates quickly; then comes a succession of brine, various mineral, algal and other mollusk flavors on the tip, sides and finally on the back of your tongue and the soft palate in the back of your mouth. Each oyster has a unique line-up of flavors. The most intriguing, the most difficult to describe and the most important taste when it comes to combining a wine or ale, is the aftertaste or finish---those flavors that linger after the oyster is swallowed. The aftertaste of an oyster is part sensation--an enlivening of the tongue, cheeks and roof of the mouth.
Wash down the oyster and invigorate the mouth with a brisk, dry, clean-finishing white wine or a malty porter or stout. A bite of a crusty light rye bread, like the French pain de seigle, to neutralize the taste buds, and then on to the next oyster.
Whether eaten with a new friend, before a business venture, a romance, a meal, a marriage, a new year...think of oysters as a beginning, a prelude to a wonderful experience about to happen..