Lobster Feast

April 29, 2012


Yesterday Pastor Dan Coffin told me that after I preached for him at Small Point Baptist Church this morning, he would treat us to a genuine Maine lobster feast. He started by going to the dock very early today and buying 16 lobsters that had been swimming in the ocean yesterday. Then he steamed them in a large pot on his back porch. 

When we (Marlene and me plus his wife Kathi and their two grandchildren Matt and Elise) gathered round the table, Kathi gave us each a washcloth instead of a napkin to handle the juice and occasional flying lobster parts. It was a grand, glorious, old-time feast in which we each ate two lobsters accompanied by potato salad, steamed fiddleheads, and bread. 

I told Dan later that I realized I had never had real lobster before today. The stuff I’ve had at restaurants doesn’t begin to compare to this. We even had creamery butter from northern Maine to dip the lobster in. 

After we got back to the hotel, I took a shower and changed clothes so I could preach tonight at Berean Baptist Church in Brunswick. When arrived at the church, my hands still smelled like lobster, so I told the folks that even though we are driving to Vermont tomorrow, we’re taking a little bit of Maine with us.

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