My Top Ten By Nick Schauman
The Local Oyster co-owner shares his favorite things.
By Lauren Bell | August 2018
Born in Baltimore and raised an O’s fan, I’ve been wearing the same hat pretty much forever.
My grandfather used to be a jockey and would take me to the track when I was a kid. I have an antique toy horse and jockey that belonged to him when he was a kid.
My favorite oyster knife named Charlie Brown.
My mom always used to say, “Do what you like, like what you do.” I found a mug at the Goodwill that says the same thing.
I love this little metal robot made out of an Old Bay can. It’s just fun to look at.
This bonsai tree is not that impressive, but I planted it six years ago, and it’s the only plant I’ve managed to keep alive for more than a couple months.
I’m not really into fancy beer—I love PBR. My dad used to drink it when I was little. He always used to let me pop the top and have the first sip.
I found this coin the day after I did my first fundraiser for Mick the Pirate after he passed away. I keep it on my bedside table, but I plan on framing it and hanging it in our new restaurant in Remington.
I don’t get to ride my mountain back as much as I used to, but when I need to get my mind off of things I like to go for a ride in Druid Hill Park.
This jet burner and kettle was of my first pieces of cooking equipment. Load it up with beer, crabs, oysters, clams, lobsters, whatever, and you’ve got a party!
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