Bob came to Thanksgiving

So Thanksgiving week rolls around and we have two guests craving lobster on Thanksgiving. They went out and brought home Bob.

To further sweeten the pot, they brought home Little Bob and Littler Bob. (Littler Bob was my bribe but I don't think the Justice Department is interested in the details.)

You'll notice that Dave is absent from all the lobster fun. For his sake we also served a traditional turkey with most of the trimmings plus our traditional Lemon Meringue Pie. (Yes, Lemon Pie, tart as cranberries, yes, we are a little odd.)

In case you are curious it takes 15 minutes in the "spa pot" before a four pound lobster is ready to come to the table on a turkey platter. (I have additional bribe money to hide the photos of the guests tearing into Bob and Littler Bob. Photos could be sold to the highest bidder though....)