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Sm’oysters Are Real—and They’re Dividing the Internet

Oysters and s’mores had a baby—meet the “Sm’oyster.” It’s weird, it’s toasted, and honestly…we’re not sure whether to gag or cheer.

We feel like you could love both of these foods independently and still not want to try this . . .

“Food & Wine” did a big story on a new food mash-up you didn’t see coming.  The word is fun to say, but would you try one?

A seafood place in Charleston, South Carolina is selling a new dessert called “Sm’oysters” . . . a mash-up of oysters and S’MORES.  Here’s a photo.

It’s an oyster on the half shell, topped with Hershey’s chocolate, crumbed graham crackers, and a tiny marshmallow.  They torch the marshmallow to brown the top.

The restaurant is called Fleet Landing.  The manager says he was trying to come up with something different and realized no one was doing “dessert oysters” yet. 

His first idea was during Girl Scout Cookie season . . . a THIN MINT oyster.  He says it was okay, but he thinks Sm’oysters are better. 

(Food & Wine)

Here’s a video of them being made.  The woman at the end kind of seems like she’s just pretending to like them.

The Sm’oyster news comes on the heels of another weird food that just landed this week.  Pizza Hut announced a limited run of “Pizza Caviar” in New York City.

Scott and Sadie

Meet Scott and Sadie: the anti-heroes of morning radio turned podcast renegades. Scott’s 40 years in broadcasting have left him fluent in snark, while Sadie’s nepotistic origins (thanks, Mom!) brought the unfiltered charm that made them a Northern Colorado favorite. After corporate radio ghosted them harder than a bad Tinder date, the duo ditched FCC babysitters and went full rogue. Now, they’re back with a podcast that’s equal parts wit, sarcasm, and a big middle finger to mediocrity. Loyal fans, curious newcomers, or algorithm strays—welcome to the chaos.

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