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The Lowcountry Oyster Roast.

Apr 21st, 2014 | Categories: Food | by John Peabody

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South Carolina’s Lowcountry seems to sit just about six inches above sea level. It’s the flat coastal marshland area that stretches north from the Georgia border. Tall pines, oak trees draped in spanish moss and old plantations mark the landscape. It’s a gorgeous place to find one’s self in the spring.

And it’s then that I try and go every year to see family and take part in a purely southern tradition: the oyster roast.

The oysters that grow in the Lowcountry are long and flat with barely any undulations along the shell, far different from the deep scooped mollusks in the Northwest or even those in New England. They grow in the endless river and creek beds near Bluffton and Hilton Head and the surrounding area, where banks of them are exposed at low tide, waiting to be picked.

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This particular version of the oyster roast is not a culinary challenge in anyway, though trying to pull it off outside of the South would be impossible and borderline sacrilegious in my mind. The process goes something like this: Make a fire on the ground with the some sappy pine. Put an old piece of corrugated metal on top of the coals. Throw a bushel of oysters on top for a few minutes, covering them with a wet towel to keep the steam in until they start to open up, and eat.

There’s no horseradish. No little forks. No lemon. No Mignonette.

All you need is a handful of spanish moss to pick up the hot oysters off of the metal, a knife to wiggle them out, and a can of domestic to wash down the briny taste of the Lowcountry. —John Peabody

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Comments: 7

7 Comments to “The Lowcountry Oyster Roast.”

  1. Jeff
    on Apr 21st, 2014
    @ 2:30 PM

    Sounds fantastic, but not even a little bit of cocktail sauce? Or what about Tabasco or its cousins?

  2. RKC
    on Apr 21st, 2014
    @ 2:40 PM

    I just moved in Charleston. Where could I go for something like you pictured. BTW, I’ve been following the blog for a while; next time you’re in the low country let me know. I’d love to buy you a couple “domestics.”

  3. Ray Hull
    on Apr 21st, 2014
    @ 3:13 PM

    Ah, brings back many fine memories of HHI, Beaufort, Charleston, beach shagging at Myrtle and trying to decipher the Gullah dialect around the natives. I know Ben Silver is still holding forth on King Street, but I think Knickers at Sea Pines and Columbia are only memories.

  4. Lucas
    on Apr 22nd, 2014
    @ 9:37 AM

    I’m from Savannah but live in Orlando, now. This makes me miss home.

    A cousin to the oyster roast is the Low Country boil. Blue crab, sausage, shrimp, potatoes, corn on the cob all boiled in a giant trough then dumped on a newspaper-covered picnic table. Everybody just digs in.

    Good times.

  5. Amy @ The American-Made Guide to Life
    on Apr 22nd, 2014
    @ 10:25 AM

    Mmmm. Love the Low Country and simple food like this. Although, I’m with Jeff. I like a bit of fresh horseradish with my oysters. Vodka cocktail optional.

    P.S. After hearing horror stories about chiggers, I will never touch Spanish moss again.

  6. Steve
    on Apr 22nd, 2014
    @ 6:58 PM

    RKC – welcome to Charleston. If you don’t want to wait for an oyster roast you should go to Bowen’s Island restaurant on the way out to Folly Beach. They’ve got an oyster pit downstairs where you can get a bucket of oysters anytime (months with an “r” only though).

    I’m not so sure I’d be eating oysters off of Spanish Moss unless you want chiggers in your oysters.

  7. Joe
    on Apr 23rd, 2014
    @ 12:27 AM

    Um, Bowens Island anyone? http://www.bowensislandrestaurant.com

    All you can eat, from right outside.