River Fresh

Today my parents wanted to buy a small barbecue to install on the fly bridge. Tired of having restaurant food half the time and mediocre spaghetti the other half, this seemed like a good idea. So charged the battery of the dinghy, and my parents left to go to the store while I took care of the hounds. Unfortunately for them, the dinghy quit half way to the store, and they had to paddle the rest of the way. Now the store they went to wasn't a grocery store, but more of a convenience store trapped forty years in the past. The place has some food, but not exactly stuff to make a decent meal out of. So they grabbed what they could and returned back.



When they came back, the dinghy miraculously started working again, and they arrived with no issues. When they arrived at the boat, another man pulled up in his boat, and talked to my parents about buying something. He opened a cooler, and there were a whole bunch of Caribbean lobsters. Now, my parents can't resist just buying from street vendors, let alone vendors selling lobsters, so they bought four.Caribbean lobsters aren't as big as the North Atlantic kind we get in Canada, so it's actually not as much as it sounds.

We cooked up the lobsters, and had a fairly nice meal. Forty dollars isn't bad for lobsters, no?