1. I can eat nine dozen oysters. Yes, I managed to get down 108 of the bivalve molluscs, far more than I had anticipated. One never knows what one can do until challenged. 2. There can be too much of a good thing. I normally love oysters and when I order them in a restaurant, I always feel that I could eat a few more. Shoveling in so many so fast I barely had time to taste them, I really didn't enjoy eating them after the first few bites. I hope this doesn't ruin my desire for them forever; I know I won't be ordering any for a long while!
Oh, they are supposed to be an aphrodisiac, but I sure wasn't in the mood for anything except an antacid and a nap after that event. And no, I was not the winner. She ate 150 oysters. That's a lot of crustaceans.