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| First Annual Lobster Festival, 2015 |
Sunday, October 7-9, 2016, marked the Second Annual
Lobster Festival in Murrieta, California. It was a rousing success by all,
including ourselves.
Where did all
those find their way to our community? Murrieta is far as it gets from Maine.
Air fare to ship that many lobsters is staggering.
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| One day of attendance |
There were too many lobster vendors to count. Lobster mac & cheese? You got it, over there. Lobster with butter? Cajun Lobster? Over there, buddy. Lobster gumbo? Same place
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| Dig in! |
Everywhere.
And, what was impressive, was the huge steam tank into which live
lobsters were dumped. And then young men carried tubs of freshly steamed
lobster over to the vendors. For more info, please access this site, Web site.
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| Happy people |
Granddaughter Lily was ready for it all. “Just don’t get in my way…” Granddaughter Clara was “Ah. I’ve had enough of it all.”
Somehow a petting zoo was worked into the festivities,
and was ringed with children. Clara’s
time finally came. Clara petted goats,
sheep, pigs, chickens—all the usual. Chickens were amazing. I have never seen a chicken stand quietly,
let alone be touched. I believed firmly that those animals had had a dose of
sedatives.
Lily returned, saying, “Steer Clara away from here,
before she sees…” the dancing chickens
on Hawaiian Dancing Chicken Grill BBQ.
It was too late, Clara was there, sobbing. “They killed them! They murdered innocent
chickens.”
Clara sobbed all the way to the car.
