On Friday, we had fresh live Halifax lobster. On Saturday, we watched the Swiftsure race start. On Sunday, we took a private plane up to the Northern tip of Vancouver Island to check out Desolation Sound and the Broughtons from the air.
Have we suddenly won the lottery? Has this blog turned into lifestyles of the rich and famous? No, but my husband is connected. Today, the lobster tale.
Carol was sent to Halifax for work last week and hand carried two beautiful 1.5-ish pound lobsters back with him for $20.
Then he wore one as a hat.
And served them.
With a side of leeks and green beans.
Will he marry me? Again?