A generous local gift of two lobsters came this way yesterday (thanks). Cue B-52's soundtrack and time spent dealing with the pair, which were named Douglas and Wendy (non-Brits: it's a political thing). And here they are, being prepared for lobster salad later:
Thankfully, lobster tastes a good bit better than it looks. There's a couple of bottles of nice New Zealand white wine chilling in the fridge which will provide an excellent foil. Bon appetite!