Dear Diary-
Catching up here. We got back from Maine a couple of weeks ago- ugh still wish we were there. If only the temps didn't dip so low in the winter and the town shut down- I'd so dig living there! I guess we will just have to settle for visiting in the warm summer months. Anyway- we went and we ate lobster. ohhhhhh the boys had a few more than the girls did but i did have my share that's for sure. We had lobster rolls, lobster dips, steamed lobster, lobster claws at the raw bar- Greg even bought a new new pet lobster named Spike- he later threw him in some boiling water and steamed his beloved pet and ate him- but I think they created some lasting memories before spike met his maker.
All I have to say- and my Dad will agree- lobster just tastes better in Maine. Even if you get fresh Maine lobster here in Florida- it is nowhere near as good!
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