A Lobsta Dinner I'm not a great fan of "Lobsta"; don't hate it. But don't love it.In 1965 I was a waiter at the old Poland Springs Hotel. I carried a thousand platters of lobster with drawn butter into the main dining room. The trays filled with lobster leaked brine all over my waiter's monkey …
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