Sunday, November 4, 2007

Sunday Scribblings

Jake grew up in a lobster/clamming community with the best fried clams on the North Shore a mile down the street and lobster men selling lobster from their houses like pie stands on the side of the road. When he had earned a couple bucks, he would hop on his bike after school and ride down the street and buy himself a live lobster and ride home again and steam that baby up and have himself a nice after-school treat.

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Here, you can see his technique is still the same. Less is more (my kind of man). Here we are with Brooke and David over the summer enjoying a late-night lobster treat around the kitchen table.

6 comments:

Paige said...

That is so cool! No cheap, after school dime candy or cookies and milk for that kid!

Lucky Candice said...

I miss that cute kitchen! What a fun memory -

LC

Kara said...

ahhhhh...

Abby said...

Love the pic and the stlye o' it. I'm glad you like Pushing Daisies--I sat next to Lee Pace in a high school art class. True story. He was friendly as can be to everyone. I'm happy for him!

Brooke said...

My mouth is watering... those were so good.

xianfern said...

I haven't had lobster in years.. those look sooo good!!
Oh, btw, my sister named her babies Van and Finn..and they're doing great!! :)