Boston, Memorial Day weekend. Friday and Saturday:
Lunch on the waterfront with hubby and Mom (What? The DV has never participated in a lobster boil? Clambake? Wha? Poor deprived hubby ... Mom and I decided to bring on Lobstah Fest for Saturday's lunch.)
Saturday woke to the smell of sauce mom had starting making at 5 AM -- mmmm heaven. (Dinner for Sunday ... today is lobster!)
Commence Lobstarama:
In the middle of Downtown Boston, neaar the waterfront, is J Hook:
Where we met lunch (and future lobster ravioli):
Boiled 14 pounds of Mo, Larry, Curley and Snappy, stinking up kitchen (Hmmm, we usually do this at the beach house where smells disperse a little better and more quickly ... )
