We're in the midst of an oyster discussion on the San Francisco board right now, which prompted me to find the picture of my oyster and wine breakfast from March 2001 in Lyon. Merle is in Les Halles. I had to wait for a seat, even early in the morning. But it was well worth it. Also, as he was getting up, the gentleman ahead of me said to not miss the papillons speciales no. 2, which was great advice as I probably would have only had belons.
The shot shows the plate of oyster, pain de seigle with butter, and the glass of cold and crisp Entre-deux-Mers from the Bordeaux region. To the left are the small shaker bottles of their own label of vinegar. At home, one of my friends like to joke that Entre-deux-Mers is idiomatic French for "overcropped", but of course, when you're in country, it's delicious with the right food.
There were several oyster bars in Les Halles. I picked this one because there was a wait for seats, assuming there must be something special here.