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Some will remember Hoagy Carmichael songs, including "Ole Buttermilk Sky" that was popular in 1946 while we were at Cove. School, someone humming it out on the playground during recess. Years later in the 1950s, as teenagers dancing close and cheek to cheek with a sweetheart as Jo Stafford sang Hoagy's "The Nearness of You".

Who sang with the George Gore Trio for proms and balls?  

It's gone now, the early Saturday morning sky over StAndrewsBay, Hoagy, Jo, Gore, Time and its years; even the bowl of lady cream peas I had today for summer breakfast, warm comfort food from Grocery Outlet, touch of bacon grease for seasoning.   

The raw oyster thing is back in the news, some particular Louisiana oysters this time round, two or three in a thousand million passing vibrio* bacteria along to people with vulnerable systems. I've eaten lots of oysters lately, including from Louisiana and some that the waitress said were from Jacksonville. 

But on a quick shopping trip over and back, Wednesday noon the topmost best outstanding oysters in memory: at Half Shell Dockside on Scipio Creek in Apalachicola I had two dozen cold, salty slurp-from-the-tipped-up half-shell Apalachicola farmed oysters. OMG. The ambience of the restaurant building will scare the hell out of you, but the oysters and the flounder - - OMG.

And on my bucket list, a trusted kinsman's rx, Hunt & Gather Raw Bar & Pub, PCB.

Okay, when?

Yes. When?

RSF&PTL

T

* https://www.cdc.gov/foodsafety/communication/oysters-and-vibriosis.html