Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Some Maritime Flavour
What is the symbolism of calling one's boat "Rant & Rave" I wonder.
"Have ye ever been to sea, Billy?" I'd say not recently.
All settled in for the night.
Les cages aux folles?
A perfect opportunity to take a long walk off a short pier.
We went to visit friends in Alma (home of the highest tides in the world, apparently) two weekends ago. The lobster traps were still on the pier there. This weekend, we were forced to eat lobster as they were on sale for $6.99/lb. (live ones were $5.77!) We couldn't eat all we bought so have frozen leftovers to make seafood chowder in the near future. My Acadian friends tell me they used to try and trade their lobster sandwiches at school for the baloney ones the anglos had, and that lobsters were spread on the front lawns as fertilizer. I like lobster well enough, as long as someone cracks it for me and serves me the juicy parts. Don't touch that green stuff, though!