to get naked…no more

RIP, Lobster Shack.

I coveted your naked lobster roll more than I can say.  The buttered, toasted  hot dog bun cradling luscious chunks of unadorned sweet, sweet Maine lobster, served with clarified butter and mayo on the side to use at your discretion.  Crispy hand cut french fries and a cup of the best damn cole slaw I’ve ever had, sat astride.  It was my happy meal.  Every bite brought out the hallelujah chorus, sunbeams shone through window panes, the pearly gates were wide open.

I know I’ve been remiss the past few months, but I loved you just the same.  You will be missed greatly.

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