On April 30th, the boats went out
and on May 1st, look what came in
Sorry that I didn’t take the time to set the lobsters up for a great photo shoot.
No, I didn’t.
I was too busy setting the table,
putting out the cold salads,
the fresh rolls
the melted butter …
lashings of melted butter.
Oh, that first bite ~ Islanders dream of it.
That chunk of delicate, white tinged with red, dripping with golden drops of butter, lobster meat.
Have you ever tasted spring lobster, taken straight from the trap and cooked in sea brine?
Oh I am so sorry.
It cannot be compared.
Have I mentioned that I love spring?
Blossoming, greening, new life