I didn't eat enough lobster rolls this summer.
Here is the only lobster roll I ate, on the beach, happily with a bloody mary. RIP.
Summer is over. Good-bye summer. You were not all that great to me this time around, but I will accept that and hope that you will be sweeter to me next year. And I will remember to eat more lobster rolls.
I will probably spend fall buying sweaters and making chili, which sounds quite cozy now that I think of it. Please share summer commemorations and/or fall to-do lists, as I mourn the many lobster rolls that will never be (in my tum).