These things are just delicious. So smooth and tender with a deep, sensual taste, unlike any other taste. Fishy, but not overbearing. There's something very exotic about scraping a small, gray, muscle, off a shell, dipping it in cocktail sauce, and letting it massage the palate with it's distinct taste, before it goes gently down the esophagus, that makes raw oysters such a wonderful appetizer. Life would be so dull and boring.
Oysters add dimension, depth, passion, to an otherwise mundane existence.
Certainly not your peanut butter and jelly. But the rich, luxurious taste of the sea, which draws one's mind away from the struggles of the day, ushering it into the glorious spray of the salty brine and the mournful cry of the gull. Every good and perfect gift comes from above, from the one who is the author of all our good pleasures. He blesses us with so many delightful blessings, raw oysters being up at the top. If we were to count all our blessings, and all the good things the Lord has done for us, well, we'd never go to sleep, we'd spend our lives counting our blessings.