Happy man

Sid got a great oyster fix at a raw bar at Indian Pass.  It was a rickety old building, very much "old Florida".   Bears forage in their trash containers. We didn't see any, but the trash was dragged all over.  You write your order on a piece of paper, then hand it to the cook. You get your own beverages and keep a tally on a sheet of paper at your table. When finished you take it to the cashier.  Never been in a place like that.