this is perhaps the most righteous dish ever. i've been reading m.f.k. fisher's _consider the oyster_ and her descriptions of oyster stew had the most visceral effect on me. i bought a can of oysters (which she says will do just fine if you don't have fresh; not the smoked, btw) and made this:
about 3 cups milk
can of oysters
pat of butter
i heated up the milk with the oyster liquer, then added the oysters and turned down the heat, let them sit for maybe two minutes, turned off the heat, added butter, salt, and pepper, and ate it.
this is one of those things that is more than the sum of its parts. i felt then, and still feel, that it made my short list of "best food experiences."
it's very m.f.k. fisher; tres comme il faut. she'd say something like "with a good crust of honest bread, you really don't need anything else to make a satisfying supper." you get the feeling that to add anything to it or to serve anything else with it would be baroque, decadant, insulting. besides, you want to keep on eating it forever.
i wanted to pass this on because it seems like an ideal holiday dish; so, so, so easy to make, easy to understand, clean and elegant and honest, somewhat unusual nowadays, and unbelievably delicious.