Scalloped Oysters were an icon at my childhood Thanksgivings. I did not have an appreciation for them as a child but would always ‘be helped’ with a small portion of the crackers that surrounded the oysters. It must have been a great way to learn to like the complete dish because it is not Thanksgiving without these on the table. Growing up, they were only served at Thanksgiving and Christmas. I now love to make them in individual ramekins and serve with a salad for a Sunday night supper in the winter time.
I think they were my father’s favorite dish of the day. He was always in the kitchen supervising this one dish…mainly the addition of the freshly ground black pepper. At the end of his life when he wasn’t wanting to eat, I asked him what I could make for him that he might like. His immediate answer was ‘Scalloped Oysters’. Memories……..