I am posting in haste (posthaste, a rarely used word these days) (and I do not know why my Chromebook capitalized haste. Is that the name of a city somewhere? No, I’m not going to Google it, or even DuckDuckGo it!). Where was I? Ah yes, I think I am ready to leave for the Cobleskill Elks Lodge Lobsterfest. For $45 I get two lobsters and all the fixings, which I believe include corn on the cob, cole slaw (capitalized cole, but I know that’s a name), and salt potatoes. I only hope I can crack open the lobster.
Maybe I should go to a fish fry instead.
As usual, I throw in a picture to pep things up. This is from Herkimer Elks Lodge (to which I belong)’s Lenten Fish Fry. I do love a good fish fry, although I often opt for the broiled or baked. It isn’t just the calories; my stomach has gotten oh so finicky in its old age.
Isn’t she pretty?
This is one of my Elks friends I am going to the fest with, Michele. That’s my tiara she is wearing. When I wore it for Four Old Broads on the High Seas with Players of Utica last July (fun times), sometimes I wore it to the Lodge before or after rehearsals. I love that tiara. However, I shall not wear it to Lobster Fest (I wonder if that’s one word).
I see I am over 200 words. Score! Now to make sure I am truly ready to go. All three earrings in, etc.
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