I know what you’re probably thinking. Grand Central Oyster Bar, AGAIN? Yes, I do wonder about it myself as to why I even bother blogging about Maya and my food adventures in New York City when we go to the same few places over and over and over again … but please forgive me. We are two creatures of gastro habit. We like what we like. And I like to document our trip here so we can look back and reminiscent, even if I’ve written about this place twice on this blog already (here and here).
But look! We ordered grilled scallops, something other than oysters this time for a change! Isn’t that an improvement? Oh, wait, what? We ordered the same thing before? Okay, fine, I give up. I’m sorry. There, are you happy?
We certainly were, after two dozen fresh oysters and a plate of scallops drained in butter, all washed down with a (few) bottles of lovely Chardonnay.
What can I say? We just LOVE raw oysters! And the ones from Grand Central Oyster Bar are some of the freshest seafood around.
Our oyster adventures have been well document throughout the years on this blog: Little Next Door, Grand Central Oyster Bar from our previous NYC trip, L’Alsace in Paris, Jake’s in PDX, just to name a few.
We started out with a dozen, then we ordered another dozen. We actually had to Google during dinner to find out if it’s possible for a person to overdose on oysters because we were eating so much (luckily, sources said no). Our favorite was Giga Cup from Washington.
Don’t mess with Maya when she’s eating oysters! It’s serious business!
Walking around Grand Central Station …
Here’s the full list of my top 10 moments:
- Dinner at Villard Michel Richard
- Lunch at Babbo
- Picnic at Central Park
- Serendipity 3
- Lunch at Balthazar
- Grand Central Oyster Bar
- Gahm Mi Oak
- Dominique Ansel Bakery
- La Vie at JFK
- Bryant Park at night
Maya and I went to The Yoga Space in Downtown Portland Saturday morning to take what we thought was a beginner yoga class. We should have known better by looking at eight or so very limber yogis stretching when we walked into the studio, that this was not for newbies like us, and was intended for someone with gumby-like flexibility and Ninja Warrior agility. But ignorance is bliss – we ended up surviving the class safely in one piece (but barely).
Needless to say, we were famished by the time we finished the torture, I meant, the practice, and we rushed over to a seafood restaurant that Maya’s brother-in-law Jeremy recommended we should check out. Unfortunately, the restaurant was closed, probably due to the holiday weekend, which left two hungry girls stranded and antsy.
We drove for a few miles and found Jake’s Famous Crawfish, which, at 2:00 p.m. was still crowded with patrons, so we rushed in.
We ordered our “usual” – fresh oysters and steamed mussels. You’re not seeing double here. These are two separate orders of different oysters. We couldn’t decide between two kinds our server recommended so we decided to get both.
We were so hungry that we almost forgot to take photographs but what you see here (whatever is left of it) is salmon with horseradish sauce that I ordered, which was absolutely to die for (the fish was so moist, juicy, fresh and flavorful),
… and Maya’s Parmasean crusted, pan fried rock fish which was as delightful.
When we were done with these dishes (with a couple of glasses of wine and cocktail each kicking in), we were both ready to hurry home to take a nap … and nap we took. We passed out around 4:30 p.m. and I didn’t wake up until the next morning!
Jake’s Famous Crawfish
401 SW 12th Ave
Portland, OR 97205-2397