The experience of boiling (steaming) our little lobster friends was kind of traumatic. I wanted to become a vegetarian again when I saw the poor little guys trying to get out of the pot. But, it was really yummy and it was fun to have to work for your meal by breaking the shells and searching for meat.
Such a fun, authentic, Maine memory. If you substitute crab for lobster that would be my summer memories of S Carolina. Screened-in porch, tables covered in newspaper, little bowls of melted butter, and fresh seafood. Throw in a little sweet corn and life doesn’t get much better.
OMG! I’m starving! The lobster looks delicious and the tablesetting looks great! Love the red, white and blue!