first of all, for those of you keeping score, i'm not sure how to figure the over/under on the recent road trip. there were the lobsters consumed in toto, of course, for which a good half dozen made the supreme sacrifice. but then there were also those who wound up as comely comestible via piecework: thursday lunch's lobster stew. (milk, butter and nothing but the red-shelled beast, with pepper added to taste--mmmm). friday dinner's seafood chowder. (remarkably well-balanced with scallops, mussels, shrimp, haddock, and even some potatoes and carrots, lest anyone fear i did not get any vegetables on my trip, and so thick you could literally eat it with a fork, though a spoon was better at getting every last element from the sides of the bowl). saturday lunch's lobster dip. (with cheese, more cheese, and i'm not sure what all else besides a little extra cheese). saturday's six course dinner's every other course. (and if you're going to want me to remember exactly, you're going to have to put me under a little medicinal hypnosis, take me there, and then serve it to me again, please).
my only regret is not having had more time to add time for the hamachi sushi house next door to our halifax hotel, and about a week's worth of additional meals at the family fisheries restaurant in wilson's cove on campobello, where the market price for lobster SERVED TO YOUR TABLE IN THE RESTAURANT is $7.50 a pound. canadian. as in, less than $10 US for a whole live lobster steamed to order and plopped on a plate with fresh butter and a smile. (repeat after me: "i'll have two").
for all intents and purposes i did not sightsee, i ate my way across the maine seacost and atlantic canada, and i'm very glad i did. i still have a wad of canadian bills, too, which provide the perfect excuse to do it all over again. (i bet you and i could be in wilson's cove by dinner if we left here by noon on any given day of the week, and that's with the top down and taking the scenic route).