There were also lobster rolls

July 18th, 2010

There wasn’t just poetry. There were also lobster rolls. I ate lobster rolls from the day I landed in Boston to the day I left. I also ate whole lobster, and crab cakes, and fisherman’s stew, and fabulous egg dishes and homemade scones, and pizza by the slice while watching the tide come and go at Duck Creek. I had lattes in the afternoon with individual sized cherry cheesecakes while writing my poems for the next day. I had a beer now and then and, on one occasion, margaritas. (Several.) I ate constantly, wonderfully, deliciously. I ate and ate and ate. I ate much and well. Much more and much more well than usual. I love my boys, but sweet Foxy Brown they manage to take the sheer selfish sensual pleasure of eating from the dinner-time experience and my god how I loved stuffing myself with lobster and crab cakes.

I need more of that in my life. More food, more good food, more grown up food.


5 Responses to “There were also lobster rolls”

  1. After Words on July 18, 2010 11:17 pm

    We’re just back from Wellfleet and had a lovely time. We had some amazing meals, though we were in constant company with the kids and, as you say, they can take something away from the eating experience of dinner.

  2. Jennifer on July 20, 2010 9:18 am

    I just keep telling myself this is a stage, because at five and a half the Small Boy has *delightful* table manners. Especially if he and I go on a lunch date alone, he is a delight. I could take him anywhere. The 2.5 year old Boychen, not so much. But he’s young. This too shall pass.

  3. Lisa on July 21, 2010 8:30 am

    Amen to grown up food and amen to more lobster for everyone. In fact, I think our next president should add that to her platform. Your trip sounded like a good time!

  4. RC on August 6, 2010 3:35 pm

    I get it! My husband and I just went to Reims for the weekend and it was wonderful to have an evening meal of champagne, appetizer, fantastic main course with a bottle of red wine, dessert and calvados.
    Instead of order for the little one, feed the babies, clean everything, order for us, inhale food and drink and run home to get everyone to bed.
    We love them but sometimes it’s nice to remind ourselves that we can do even more than be parents.

  5. Jennifer on August 21, 2010 10:02 am

    RC. Yes, very much. Husband and I had a dinner date on Thursday and it was like, wow, an hour long conversation!

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