Maine is known for its seafood in general, and lobster in particular. You can get it just about any restaurant or take away joint, in all sorts of forms.
Our first taste was in a lobster chowder from Bob’s Clam Hut on the side of the road in Kittery. The place was pretty much just a shack, but the food was good!
The best part, though, was the day we managed to have lobster for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Breakfast was lobster scrambled eggs at the Blue Hill Inn, lunch was a lobster bisque, and dinner was lobster linguine for daph and lobster in a herb butter sauce for me.
After all that lobster, you might think we’d be sick of it, but nope! It was good stuff, and tastiest when done simply I think. And it was not expensive at all, so it felt a bit ridiculous to be eating so much lobster all the time.
What is ridiculous, though, is the lobster worship you see around the place. Daph had to claw me away from taking photos of everything lobster (yes, that was a pun, just for you, Phil). There is lobster paraphernalia everywhere, and we got more than a couple of strange looks while we took photos.
But who could let these photos go?
Maine number plates have lobsters on them!
Just FYI, if you were a Lobster, and from New Zealand, you'd be taking Snip-Shots.
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ps: So jealous!
Dude, that was so funny, you left me shell-shocked!
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