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Oysters Rockefeller

A walrus and a carpenter were sitting on a beach. They had eaten a bunch of oysters within their reach. After eating, the walrus expressed a bit of remorse. They ate so many; they had no room for the main course. The walrus said, “I have found a recipe in a cook book. Carpenter, this looks tasty. Will you please have a look? It was invented in New Orleans by Chef Antoine. Unfortunately, the original recipe is unknown and gone. However, many reasonable facsimiles exist. We already have most of the ingredients on the list. This way, we can use the leftover butter and bread. There is no absinthe, but we can use Pernod instead. We can meet here tomorrow when we are ready for lunch. We can draw more of those stupid oysters by the bunch.”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 12/27/2010 8:24:00 PM
Now youve made me laugh..Lewis Carrol would probably laugh too. BG
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