I beg to disagree with you on the oysters Mario. I love them.
Years ago when I worked in the 'car-parking' industry, we were invited out to a Japanese restaurant with the big-wigs for a nice quiet dinner. Well, Ken and I were amazed by the 'chop-chop' of the chef, and thought it hilarious when the big boss mis-timed his catch of the fried egg/rice combo.....all over his thousand-dollar suit jacket. At least he laughed as well.
Ken and I decided to have an oyster eating contest....we had already started the drinking contest....lol. Oysters barely singed on the grille were passed over to us. We managed to get through five dozen before we called it quits....either that or they had run out. As a kid my father used to get cans of freshly shucked oysters from down our South Island when they were in season - I think it was the safest way to transport them. My job was to crumb & fry them up. Loved them as a kid and still to this day.
I'll even eat a few raw from the shell....even though I have been poisoned by them twice in my lifetime. Once was in Scotland....so bad I was that I was crawling on my hands and knees to the bathroom. Four days in bed was pretty bad. I still love oysters.