Last night we had supper guests from away. FAR away. Germany. And though they spoke far better English than we spoke their language, there was not a lot of back and forth conversation going on. They are in Maine visiting my friend Marion, and they wanted to try lobster. Marion is not a seafood kind of woman, so she asked us if we would mind cooking up some crustaceans and showing her friends how to eat them. An excuse for lobster? Sign us UP!
The weather was damp and sticky, so Chris lit a fire in the fire ring to cheer things up...
The guests wanted to see how this whole lobster cooking thing worked. Chris obliged...
Normally when we cook lobster we start off with corn fresh from the local farm, and cook the lobsters while we have the corn as a "starter." Since this is a messy meal, we normally eat out at the picnic table, but there were too many people to sit comfortably there, and the weather wasn't all that great, so moved things indoors.
The corn didn't disappoint and Marion translated that her friends said we had ruined them for German corn. When the lobsters made an appearance, there were sounds of appreciation...
Pantomimed lobster cracking sessions followed.
And every tender, tasty morsel was devoured.
We followed up with rum cake topped with local berries and whipped cream.
Every bit of the supper was sweet. I hope our guests will carry a happy memory home with them.
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