Lunch in paradise I am eating lunch - OK not an unordinary occurrence - but today is a little special. You see, today (here in New Zealand) it is Saturday (a little after 1pm). As a "thank you" gift for services rendered, this morning, a very good client presented me with two dozen *fresh* (out of the water less than two hours) Pacific Oysters each, 75mm (3") across the unopened shell. Pacific Oysters (Crbuttotrea gigas) are farmed in the tidal estuaries all around my home - but these are wild (spat from the farms, grown on Mangroves in the area). So, my lunch, being consumed as I write, consists natural oysters (shucked by myself) with a smidgeon of lemon juice (the real stuff, off my Meyer Lemon tree at the back door!); and a hint of freshly ground black pepper. And, being a Saturday (no work) I have a glbutt of Matua Valley, Shingle Peak Sauvignon Blanc 2005 out of Marlborough. I know that it is likely to be very late afternoon (in the US) or midnight (or thereabouts) in Europe, but I toast your good health, wherever you are. I am in heaven. -- st.helier 
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