I took the weekend off from blogging. I've been telling friends that I feel like a new parent with the blog; I've been afraid to leave it alone. But the planet is apparently still spinning on its axis this morning. So, phew.
I didn't post the customary, "so, what's everyone doing this weekend" question on Friday (by that time, I figured you were already doing what you were doing). But, I'm asking now -- what did everyone do? Who made it out for dinner, on or off Thanksgiving Day.
I know a few of you had been planning to take your Thanksgiving Day meal in a restaurant. I'd like to hear about your experiences.
I get asked often about good brunches -- anyone have one this weekend?
I made it down for the Oyster Festival at Kooper's. This is not that lame-o oyster festival they have in the square that is really just another drinking festival. This was cool. The festival was a few tables set up in front of Kooper's. Three amazingly adroit and (under the circumstances; it was a cold day) cheerful shuckers working with an impressive variety of East and West Coast oysters. The only problem was that it was hard to keep all of the varieties straight in your head. I'm still trying to figure out which of the West Coast oysters it was that tasted especially crazily of the sea, as though you'd wiped out while body-surfing and taken in a mouthful of ocean water. It was a Willy Wonka oyster.
Baltimore Sun staff/Kenneth A. Lam