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.



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.