Last Sunday, Father's Day, David and I had dinner at the Rockland Cafe, a little restaurant on Main Street in "downtown" Rockland. A man and his daughter sat at the table next to us. I happened to overhear part of their order, which included a lobster for the father.
When their server brought their food, he put the lobster down in front of the man and asked him, "Are you familiar with how to approach the lobster?"
Approach the lobster?!??!
As it turns out, the man was not familiar with "how to approach the lobster," so the server politely assisted.
Reminds me of another evening in the same restaurant a few months ago, a woman at another table was considering whether to order lobster and she asked her server, "Does it hurt the lobster when you cook it?"
I didn't hear the server's response, but it it had been me, I would have told her, "Nah, we all love a quick dunking in boiling water."
Peace.
In October 2012, I bought a 152 year old house in Rockland, Maine and moved here "from away." Now I walk to the harbor at dawn every day and wait to see what life will surprise me with next.
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