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Saturday, July 5, 2008

A lobster feed on the Maine coast



Today the campground put on their annual July fourth lobster feed. OK, so it was done on the fifth...close enough for government work. The first picture shows the size of the group of participants. The second picture shows Jim Baker, the campground owner, checking one of the pots of lobsters and corn. The stainless pot that he is tending is my pot. I think we cooked 27 lobsters. The largest was 3 1/2 pounds and was awarded by a lottery. In addition to the lobsters and corn, the first course was steamed clams, and there was blueberry pie for desert. It was enjoyable to sit at a table with folks who had never eaten steamers or lobster before and help them to enjoy the experience. Without exception they were anxious to try new things. After the lobsters were finished, we (the old timers) adjourned to our usual circle for a slightly delayed happy hour. For the first time this year we had a campfire. Also for the first time we jointly identified a number of constellations of stars and watched for meteors. Belle got a lot of attention, and one of the dog lovers took her for a walk at about ten-o-clock.
One of the interesting anecdotes for today involved the guy parked immediately adjacent to us. He's a high school physics teacher from Houston. He rented a small pop-up camper and had it set up here. It's the first time for him. He's trying it for two weeks, and his wife is going to fly up and join him for two days. I took a picture of him sitting in our recliner in front of the outside TV watching the Red Sox. He has a drink in one hand and the remote in the other. I emailed him the picture so he can send it to his wife to show her what RV'ing is all about. I'm anxious to hear her reaction. We'll meet her later...should be fun.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I had macaroni and cheese for dinner. And sat around the house talking to the cats. I want your life.