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Another day of oddly high viewing stats (almost 700!) had me stepping back in time again and reading old posts.
This one is about my relationship with lobster and the cruel twists of life.
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Take a gander, since you’re here.
https://riversworld.live/2018/08/25/now-theyre-just-screwing-with-me/
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There’s a restaurant on Route 1 called The Taste of Maine. It’s large, family owned for 47 years, on the water and a tourist favorite.
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It also has a giant lobster on its roof which is hard to miss.
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With all the bad news swirling around us these days, let me drop this feel good piece right here.
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Proof there are still good people out there.
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❤️
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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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More photos from one of the best oceanside strolls in Maine.
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And when you reach the end of the Marginal Way cliff walk at Perkins Cove?
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You have lunch on the water.
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Which, for my husband was a fabulous seafood pasta chock full of lobster, shrimp and scallops.
When T. wanted a taste?
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My spouse was less than generous.
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Furniture shopping with my husband continues and I can’t say it hasn’t been interesting.
Live edge dining tables seem to be a trend, and while I like some of them…
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The ones filled with resin are a little too plastic-y for me.
Not to mention those low backed drafting chairs. Ouch.
And speaking of resin…
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Yes, I live in Maine.
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But even I don’t want cooked lobster pieces and parts in my dining room table.
While my husband was examining that abomination, I spotted something across the room that made me look twice.
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A James Bond ejector bed?
Push a button if you’ve got a headache… and bam! Bye bye Romeo.
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On closer inspection it was just a weird way of storing pillows.
Still might work if it had enough thrust though…
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Here are a few tidbits worth sharing from my great…. but admittedly slightly weird, state.
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For anyone who has ever been north of Bangor, this is not a surprise.
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I’ve been north of Bangor.
It’s easy to do.
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Take a chair, give a chair?
Interesting concept.
Christmas can look a little different up here as well. Northern Maine is potato country…. and in Aroostock county?
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Potatoes take center stage.
Farther south? It’s all about the lobster and trees are made out of buoys….
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As well as traps.
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Santa?
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He arrives on a lobster boat, with an extra large lobster riding shotgun.
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For those of you not lucky enough to live in my beautiful state, here’s a peek at what you might see on any given day.
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Lobster. It’s everywhere.
Even at the gas station.
When you live on an island like I did, you party near the water on beaches, near the water on piers, and sometimes…
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On the water itself.
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These are pictures from a friend of mine who’s in a local band.
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The concert was staged on a float….
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Which means concert goers had to float as well.
And finally… I doubt there’s anything more iconic about Maine than a traditional lobster bake. If you’ve never attended one, you should. There’s nothing quite like it.
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The food… lobster, clams, potatoes, corn, onions and eggs are all covered with seaweed and burlap and set to steam over a wood fire.
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Clams and potatoes are wrapped in tinfoil.
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It’s a slow process but well worth the wait.
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Just don’t forget the butter.
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I saw something the other day while driving up Route 1 and had to try and grab a picture. Pardon the bad quality but I couldn’t stop completely.
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I have no explanation for this.
Just had to share.
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In true Maine fashion there is now a radio station called Whoopie featuring a lobster holding a Whoopie pie.
You can’t make this stuff up.
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Epic Chinese take out menu fail.
And no, they weren’t trying to be cute.
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I haven’t tried this yet but it sounds good.
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Rainy days mean Scrabble tournaments in the man cave. Yours truly was getting some truly horrible letter combinations.
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But managed to sweep the husband in a three game series all the same.
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I call this news you can’t use. And if you can use it? I don’t want to know…
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Somewhere in Miami a man is questioning his Visa bill for a tummy tuck and boob job.
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Take that Swan Lake.
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No comment.
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The odds of finding a blue lobster are one in two million, so finding a yummy orange crustacean?
Wow.
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If you ever can use this news? My apologies, that’s never been the intent.
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What… you thought they built those pyramids sober?
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I’d like to say this is a joke and laugh, but it’s true and not the least bit funny.
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I’m having visions of lobsters flitting to and to fro from plant to plant under the sea… and it’s quite delightful.
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No side effects from climate change my ass.
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At this point he’s got my vote, dude.
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