My 'Thanksgiving Tradition' is to get up, steel myself with Brooklyn Gorilla "Blendimentosis" coffee and shuck 48 oysters. It's kind of a mini marathon. Half way through I inevitably want to throw in the towel, stop, give up. It's like a 'luck' thing for me. If I'm can get through it, it will mean a very good year ahead.
The lip on the Malpeque oysters from Prince Edward Island are really high, so I had to wedge my cloth really low to get the knife in but there was not one 'bad un' which will mean for a very good year ahead. 2011, here I come!