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Day 6… the barn, with a lobster meet and greet.

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On the last full day with our company, we honored their request. No more road trips, no more sightseeing…. just a relaxing day at home.

Or more specifically, the man cave/Barn Mahal.

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T. was like most men who cross its doorstep, instantly smitten and a wee bit jealous. I believe he mentioned wanting one, but I don’t think his wife was on board.

The day was spent playing Name That Crap..

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(Early vacuum cleaner)

Playing pool…

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With some interesting techniques…

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Shucking corn..

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And introducing our southern family to fresh Maine lobster.

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G. was a little leery at first.

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But ended up making friends.

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Never having cooked a live one before, T. was fascinated.

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And after some quality time with the bugs…

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Made his own friend.

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And then dropped him in the pot.

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Unfortunately it was at that exact moment our grill ran out of gas and things had to be moved indoors.

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Finally…

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We had a happy southerner.

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Back in the man cave, cracking instructions were given.

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And everyone enjoyed lobster.

Except me of course. I came up allergic to the succulent crustacean about 9 years ago and am unable to eat it without becoming violently ill.

Boo to that.

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The night ended with cocktails and a birthday cake that elicited a good bit of laughter.

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T.’s late father was a career Marine who, when done talking to his children would bark, “Dismissed!”

And since it was our company’s last night in Maine..

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It seemed an appropriate sentiment.

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16 thoughts on “Day 6… the barn, with a lobster meet and greet.”

  3. Y’all are some awesome hosts!! Who can give their guests a full lobster dinner and a personalized birthday cake after a week of road trips and sight seeing? The Barn Mahal is a conversation starter for sure, it looked like you all had some great fun. Well except you being allergic to lobster that is, that sucks monkey balls.

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      1. We typically ran out whenever my parents were visiting, midway through cooking dinner, and never heard the end of that. Especially the third time it happened. Lesson learned (eventually).

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