Lobstah

Everybody knows lobsters are delicious. The mighty Chesapeake may be a repository for all things blue crab and old bay drenched, but its got nothing on the fertile thermocline that is Maine's Atlantic coast. A lobster bake is the ultimate realization of lobster consumption. Although we did not actually dig a pit, fill it with seaweed, corn, potatoes, and various bivalaves, my house, aka the hacienda, had the good fortune of coming into a large stock of lobsters. To bring these lobsters to their steamy end, my roommate gave up his luggage space on his flight back from Main just so he could carry-on the 15 lobsters he picked up there. Dropped into boiling water and savored with melted butter, these babies brought tears to me eyes.

I would've loved to enjoy a second in lobster roll form but unfortunately people came with their appetites. Oh well.