dad is a big fan of oysters. So we took him to Oyster Boy for lunch. The atmosphere was very different from our Tuesday night experience. On a typical working day week, the venue would've been filled with corporate/yuppie types at the same time. Today being Saturday saw only three families at high noon. It was a good lunch with Bossanova tunes softly playing on the background and the sight of drizzle through the wall of glass to the main road.
10 hours after I still have oyster-breath... yuuukkk..
