So the saying goes you learn something new everyday. I thought I knew what lobster tasted like. Apparently I was living a lie because I ate some choice morsels of lobster on Sunday during the annual short term clambake and it tasted far from what I had believed. It tasted exactly like the ocean. Which makes sense. I don’t know why that experience engendered such a paradigm shift in my thought. Maybe because these days I have less that I have to think about and so lobster tasting like ocean ends up pretty high on the list of topics to muse on.
Other things happened besides tasting lobster. I drove to Popham Beach with a couple of friends and it was a beautiful day though a bit chilly. We ended up sitting next to some friends in a choice location. While others went to get their food, I stayed behind with a good friend and we people watched. My personal favorite was the family of three (mom, daughter and dad) playing catch. No one in the family could throw or catch and the daughter kept blaming her dad when she missed the ball (a strategy I know all too well). It was cute, like watching a slightly poorly scripted movie that was heartwarming and entertaining anyway.
All in all it was a near 10 point day. Good eats, good tunes, good people, good weather and the ocean is always cool. As is short term. Popham beach will always hold a place in my heart when I think about my time at Bates as I’ve certainly had some good times there. It is most remembered for the dead whale fiasco which I think at this point I shall address in another post titled “dead wale fiasco”.
Shhh,
Steph
Here are a few pictures from the day. Mind you I am no photographer and my friends usually don’t travel 40 minutes to sleep even though it looks like we do in these pictures…
