Can you sense the terror straining to bust through the forced smile plastered to my oh-so-pale face? Although I held his life in my hands, merely feet from a pot of boiling water, his rubber-banded claws and squirming feet held my power at bay. The fear he induced with his fidgeting is likely to keep me from eating lobster for quite some time. Tonight we had a surf 'n turf dinner party to celebrate our new friends' visit to Texas from New York. Although this was, by some accounts, one of the tastiest family dinners in recent memory, it was also a meal which took longer to prepare than any other. Regardless, the extra time evening gave us more time to relax and catch up after a short, but busy week.
