Oysters and Bloody Marys at Casey Moore's
Yesterday was perhaps the longest -- and most ridiculously fun -- brunch of my life. Some friends invited me to meet up for a bite at Casey Moore's in Tempe, and somehow we killed 5 or 6 hours on the patio, laughing it up and entertaining our waitress with our increasingly hilarious conversations.
This was only round one of the spicy bloody marys we'd been craving.
|Oysters Rockefeller were supposed to take awhile, but we were glad we got our order in early. By the time these warm, buttery babies hit the table, we were ravenous.|
|The weather was perfect, the patio was glorious.|
|Good thing I snapped a photo when I did, because the raw oysters disappeared in minutes! Soon we were all giddy on protein.|