Digression with a bit of evolutionary history-

Oysters battled man for supremacy, until, in a period of history, man tasted the oyster!
"The oyster's doom was sealed. His monstrous pretension that he belonged in the van of evolutionary progress was killed forever. He had been tasted and found food. He would never again battle for supremacy. Meekly he yielded to his fate. He is food to this day.

"Parrot Feathers and Probably Arboreal were married after breakfast. On the toes of their first child were ten cunning, diminutive oyster shells. Mankind, up to that time, had sharp toenails like the claws of birds. But the flat, shell-like toenails, the symbols of man's triumph over, and trampling down of the oyster were inherited from the children of this happy couple.

"They persist to this day."

The Revolt of the Oyster, Don Marquis.
Does anyone still read him?