GROW UP: Oysters = Sexy Time In A Shell.

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"Casanova, was said to consume 50 oysters for breakfast each morning - with spectacular if scandalous benefits. Recent studies show the bivalve mollusks are rich in rare amino acids that can trigger increased levels of sex hormones; their high zinc-content may give them refuelling qualities as well. An ideal companion to champagne."


(NOTE: "In Greek mythology Aphrodite is the Goddess of love and beauty. In Roman mythology the equivalent is Venus. Both Goddesses symbolize erotic love and fertility. It is from Aphrodite that the word aphrodisiac comes from to make reference to any substance that increases sexual desire and enhances sexual performance.

Probably the first aphrodisiacs were those that resembled the sexual organs, thus, food that in some way looked like vaginas were reputed as being aphrodisiacs. In this list one of the most famous aphrodisiac foods are oysters for the clear resemblance to the female sexual organs.")

Information Courtesy Of: Independent.Co.UK x Hubpages.Com

CHRIS LIVE AKA SHAKER SAYS: As a general rule, a cliché does not become a cliché without there being, at least @ it's core, some modicum of truth. Take for instance the curious case of oysters. Long the subject of old wive's tales, in recent years, this mighty mollusk has, in fact, been proven to indeed have some aphrodisiac-like qualities. No, oysters on the half-shell won't have your lady friend half-naked after 1 slurp of this sexy sea treat, but it CAN help get the party started.

Aside from it being high in protein and the essential mineral zinc (NOTE: Both known to stimulate libido in men and women alike, as well as, keep men's soldiers @ full salute well into old age.), psychologically the salty, yet sweet smell of an oyster coupled with the aura surrounding it's frisky fueling properties qualifies as a certified date winner.

Pair your order of crisp and cold oysters with some chilled Veuve Clicquot Ponsardin champagne in long stem flutes and get ready to do the grown up thing! Shiiiiiiiiiiiit, legend has it that the man synonymous with tittilating trysts, 18th Century lover Casanova, used to breakfast on 50 oysters each morning! And, I believe that his work ethic in the bedroom speaks for itself homie. *Cue Aaron Hall Voice* "Don't be afraid bay-bee!" LOL. Good shit!

BONUS:

Ladies and gentlemen of Livestyle, per our unspoken, yet assuredly legally binding electronic signature authorized user agreement, it is my sworn duty to, when appropriate, cite and explain any random references that may occur within any given post. Today's allusion worthy of post script illumination is in regard to the criminally underappreciated Mr. Aaron Hall.

At this time please allow me to direct your attention to the above video featuring the former front man of R&B group and "New Jack Swing" pioneers, Guy. Oh yeah, he is also the "fahjah" to R. Kelly's whole style! What? Y.O.U. aint know? Smh.

Anyway, just press play and watch the visual to Aaron Hall's "Don't Be A Afraid" off of the original soundtrack to the 1 of the hood's favorite films, the Tupac Shakur scene stealing "Juice", circa 1992. This is classic material. Act like Y.O.U. know bro!

Happy Valentine's Day 2011 AKA For The L.O.V.E. Of Something Other Than Money ... For Once.

CHRIS LIVE AKA SHAKER SAYS: In it's current shamelessly hyper-corporatized incarnation, St. Valentine's Day, for those of us lucky enough to be in a relationship, has become a rush to the register to prove our L.O.V.E. by dint of the almighty dollar.

Simultaneously, for the poor souls whom have NOT had their L.O.V.E. lives anointed by Cupid's ambrosial tipped arrow, Valentine's Day shines a very public and unforgiving light on their perceived inability to find a suitable companion.

Years ago, my friend Jaqcui coined the acronym "S.A.D." for this phenomenon (NOTE: Not to be confused with the term "S.easonal A.ffective D.isorder". Although both share more than a few similarities.) for S.ingle A.wareness D.ay. I like that definition. Clever girl!

That having been said, as I mature and continue to explore L.O.V.E. as social construct as opposed to the basic biological need for contact, I have come to view this day as larger than simply who one is dating. We are waaaaaaaaay (NOTE: Or, at least, we should be.) past the showy "Me! Me! Me!" High School display of helium balloon inflated egos that sees the "hot" (NOTE: Whom are also, ironically, the "cool" girls as well.) on parade with gifts and candy down locker lined hallways as the lesser girls slip into the shadows of teenage oblivion. How cruel.

Whilst I never took the Valentine's Day bait, I would be a super liar if I tried to act like I aint do the last minute scramble for teddy bears and heart shaped boxes on more than a few occasions. But, guess what!? Even though my lady and I generally celebrate Valentine's Day with the requisite dinner and exchange of presents, we no longer interpret the state of our relationship based upon the events of 1 chocolate covered day. No, L.O.V.E. is a marathon ... NOT a sprint. Shit aint easy, but you've got to work on what you've got 365 my nigga! Today is ALL about the ladies b. Deal with it.

For my single Livestyle constituents, Y.O.U. don't have to strictly recognize a romantic kind of L.O.V.E. today. I encourage Y.O.U. to L.O.V.E. yourself, your friends and family and, most definitely your mother. See folks, when view liked that, L.O.V.E. really IS L.O.V.E. Know the ledge.