We are into compiling things at Olympia Monthly: so far we've documented our favorite oyster bars (and tea houses), a super subjective but highly authoritative list of the best sunshines around the world, and a very "essential" reading list for books to read while in a hotel, or just for when you want to read about them.
This month, however, we've got a compilation you might actually be able to put to practical use: Recipes for Sleep!
To cap off Oyster Week, we look back at all the brass-edged Oyster Bars we've known, near and far.
The idea of eating oysters at home, outside the comforting brass and marble confines of a swanky oyster bar is, I admit, a slightly daunting prospect. But if you like a challenge – as well as a look of awe (or is that trepidation?) in your friends’ faces as you welcome them to your home for supper – then you have come to the right place.
Image via thethinkingtank
In the summer just after college, when I fancied myself some type of pioneer of real-world living, clumsily learning the basic skills of adulthood (seemingly long-known by everyone else), I discovered by accident and subsequently went fully cultish over M.F.K. Fisher. A freshly edited compendium of her writing, The Art of Eating, had just been published that summer, and I think it literally fell down on me from a high shelf while I was sulking around the cookbooks at a Barnes & Noble.