When I returned, I had an email from my Uncle and a voicemail from his girlfriend. The gist of both was this: Grab your suit and bring a live lobster with you. It's not a message one gets every day, but boy was it a welcome one.
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adventure for Wonderpup!
A little pool floating, a pitcher of something purple and potent, and some snacks made for a nice lead up to the main event. Wonderpup was introduced to a new creature - he was intrigued.
I'm not sure how to describe the dinner to those who don't know my family, but to those that do, this makes perfect sense. My Uncle insists on french fries with lobster, a combo I don't remember having before (not counting lobster rolls, of course) but I will most certainly enjoy again. To compliment the lobster and fries was a fantastic bottle of white. This coming from someone who can often take or leave whites. I wish I'd snagged the name, but of course I didn't. Again, knowing my hosts, it wasn't an inexpensive bottle. Then, for ambiance, Zappa was blaring in the background. A toast to family who also happen to be good friends and the evening was just perfect.