For those who love oysters, and I’m of that tribe, eating a perfectly fresh, small, just-shucked oyster is like diving into a crystal clear, clean, cold ocean. It’s the taste of a Pacific Northwest and Canada of my childhood.
Today, I found oyster heaven in Loma Alta Park, at the Shucks Oyster Bar. You can eat the oysters right there if you so choose, standing at the bar, dipping into a few condiments (lemon and horseradish, just a suggestion). Or you can take some home.
What else can you find at the market? Lots else. For instance, the Beyond the Olive booth. The olive oil is fresh – bottled the same day from vats of olive oil harvested in November or January, depending on the variety. If you like a bite of grassy goodness, try the Ascolano.
Sweet, you want sweet? Try the Bourbon Caramel Sauce at Morning Glory Confections.
And of course there are fresh fruits and vegetables, grass-fed beef (not just grass-fed but “grass-finished,” which apparently means the animals aren't fed corn and grains leading up to the final weeks when, uh, they'll no longer be with us.)
It’s a beautiful farmers market, and right here in Altadena. Today was my first visit. If I sound enthusiastic, overly enthusiastic, then blame the oysters. Oysters are known for inducing various enthusiasms. And I believe it, because – true story – I can’t wait for next Wednesday.
