Showing posts with label Lobster. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lobster. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
you are my lobster.
Hey friends, how was your holiday weekend? We spent the Fourth in the city, then headed to Newport for a few days, escaping Boston's hellish heat for a house overlooking the harbor — with air conditioning! Already I've learned not to take these things for granted.
We window-shopped on Thames Street, got sunburned at the beach, hiked part of Cliff Walk, and ate entirely too much good food — stuff like avocado fries and elote washed down with a pitcher of watermelon margs at Perro Salado (So. Good.) and this here lobster — my very first! — with clam chowder and a glass of crisp pinot gris.
I'll admit to being a little freaked out when this landed in front of me (especially when I broke it open to find eggs inside), but it was damn delicious. And now I know how to properly eat a lobster.
Pro tip: turn it around so it's not staring at you as you tear it limb from limb. You won't feel like quite such a barbarian.
Labels:
Lobster,
New England,
Newport,
rhode island,
travel
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