Bluejake

T and I went out last night to celebrate his engagement- as it was a classy occasion, we decided to hit up the Campbell Apartment and Oyster Bar at Grand Central Station. Campbell was crowded with bankers, but I enjoyed a classic martini while T recounted the story of his proposal. At the Oyster Bar, we found seats in the saloon, and tucked into a classic Grand Central meal. I had the green salad with tomatos, followed by the cold shellfish platter (with lobster). Everything was excellent- everything except the freakishly large oyster occupying the southwest corner of the platter. It took three bites to eat, and had a disturbing creamy consistency.

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