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Jack’s Luxury Oyster Bar, also named J L O B, is a tiny restaurant in the East Village.
I don’t eat oysters. I ate a bad oyster at the River Café in Brooklyn in the presence of my former secretary. I believe it was the summer of 2000. My former secretary was a strange lady. She didn’t accept money, she said: “Buy some boots for me.” The service at J L O B is excellent, the food is outstanding, even though I cannot eat oysters anymore.


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What if there would be something like ‘one bad drink’ or ‘one bad smoke’? Rehab’s out forever!
or a bad fuck,maybe after a bad oyster.
josiane
I'm not sure anyone is capable of much after eating a bad oyster.
boots
nothing but boots? How many pairs did she earn before she became "the former"?
I was poisoned by a shell-fish too, went to the doctor and he said i couldnt eat shellfish of any kind for about three years. After one year i was curious, ate shellfish - i love it - and went sick again (on the spot). After that i stopped eating shellfish, almost forgot about it, but remembered my love after six years and although a little bit stressed tried again and it was ok. I could consume my love again.
I dont know about how you were informed, your diagnosis, or in what stage you are, but after 10 years maybe its worth trying. And only try this at home.
Boots
Was she the master?