Monday, September 01, 2008

Thursday Night Races


We have a ritual on one of the nights late in our Cape trip to have a lobster boil which is preceded by the slightly barbaric custom of the lobster race. I'd love to say the winner won his freedom and was ceremoniously walked back to the bay and set free, but they are too darned tasty for that. Sorry number 3 you ran a great race!
CS

2 comments:

A's Mom said...

Poor guys. I would have eaten the winner too!

Janice Thomson said...

Oh no! :( - poor lobster...