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December 1, 2014
Odd zooks!
and so home to dinner, where I find my wife and father had dined, and were going out to Hales’s to sit there, so Balty and I alone to dinner, and in the middle of my grace, praying for a blessing upon (these his good creatures), my mind fell upon my lobsters: upon which I cried, Odd zooks! and Balty looked upon me like a man at a losse what I meant, thinking at first that I meant only that I had said the grace after meat instead of that before meat. But then I cried, what is become of my lobsters? Whereupon he run out of doors to overtake the coach, but could not, so came back again, and mighty merry at dinner to thinke of my surprize.- Samuel Pepys, Wednesday, 13 June, 1666. Lobsters in the Archive—Blog—The Appendix
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The last time I had saltwater bugs was the warm variety in 2005 while diving off sugarloaf key. The limit was 3 per but the 4 of us dragged in 26, and feast we did, til we popped. I won't bore you about that 11 lb conk Via found. dawgeez...
I don't imagine I'll dine like that again as here in the hinterlands the "market price" is too steep for justification.
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at December 2, 2014 10:10 AM