Well, I've gone ahead and booked a trip on Delta to St Thomas, connecting through Atlanta, for what I think is a reasonable price. The problem is that now I have nothing left to plan. That was my distraction, my goal, my reason for being - and now, I am a victim of my own success. Tragic.
I'm also a little sad that we're not connecting through San Juan. I loved seeing those little iguanas sunning themselves beside the runway. Oh well.
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you can plan how to cook the lobster you catch!
That's easy...
I'll take a chef's knife and into the lobster's head to kill it. Then slice right down the middle lengthwise and crack open a bit
Brush with butter and pepper, grill for 5 minutes over medium heat until the tailmeat is opaque and the shell is red.
Serve with drawn butter.
Sound good enough? Think Christine will eat it if I kill it?
as long as she doesn't see it when it's alive...
But what if she's the one who catches it?
Will she not eat the one she catches, but only the ones the rest of us catch?
If a lobster screams underwater -does it still make a sound?
I don't want to be part of the catching of them! I don't want to see them alive at all. Maybe I'll go shopping that day!
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