Countdown

Two more days until closing. I am waiting for the attorney's office to call with the closing amounts. Since the closing is at 8:00 AM, they have to call before the bank closes tomorrow so I can get the checks.

We had a fun weekend out and about. Went up to Portsmouth and stopped in Newburyport along the way. There was definitely a Fall chill in the air, which is why I now own a fine "Newburyport" hooded sweatshirt. Navy. I bought it at the convenience store next to Steven's restaurant. Steven had already left for the day.

Our reason for going to Portsmouth was dinner. We ate on the waterfront at the Blue Claw. Although I've had enough lobster over the years to make it a rather plain meal (grilled lobster, lobster salad, lobster pasta, baked, steamed, boiled, lasagna) we were both in the mood and curious how Henry would take to it. Joni and I both ordered lobster, along with shrimp-corn chowder, mussels, pasta salad, potato salad, and corn on the cob. He chowed on everything. His favorites were the pasta salad (which had a tangy Italian dressing) and the chowder.

He amused the table next to us with his mis-pronounciation of "Truck". Who doesn't have problems with T's and F's?

As we were leaving, a couple of guys from the kitchen stopped by with a bucket of live lobsters. They took one out for Henry to see and he reached right over and touched the (banded) claw. I had a flashback to the 20 pounder that Stevie James caught while diving off Plymouth years ago. While crawling around on the boat deck, it grabbed one of the metal outrigger poles in one of its giant claws and casually crushed it. Destroyed.

Here are the recent Henry's: