Timeout! I forgot dinner at Geddy’s!
That day that we went to Sand Beach, well, I sort of forgot that when we got back into town, after a nap, we had dinner at Geddy’s.
The interior of this place was decorated with a lot of license plates. Lots and lots. I love the “Ba Haba” one. At my new job I work with a lady who grew up in Maine and if you ask her how to say it, that’s what you’ll get.

One of the (admittedly awful) things that I loved about the restaurant were their clever restroom names. “Inboards” and “Outboards.” S’all I’m sayin’.

Kevin had pizza. Sometimes you need a break from seafood, but not often.

I wish that pizza had tasted as good as it looked. It was a pretty poor excuse.

This was the night. My lobster night. Something that they advertise at most restaurants in the area is a “lazy lobster.” That means there’s no work involved. They empty the lobster so you don’t have to. The presentation varies from place to place though. When I decided to get a lazy lobster that night I was expecting something more along the lines of what I’d seen at other eateries during our stay. What I got was a pile of lobster meat baked with butter and breadcrumbs. Mmhmm. It was decent, but I’m pretty sure that you get shorted on lobster meat when you take this route. But there was butter. And breadcrumbs.

And yes, my salad had anchovies. I love me some anchovies. It’s funny how my continued make-out requests were met with a quick denial post-dinner. Oh well.
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First of all, LOL at “my continued makeout requests” oh to be a newlywed again.
Second of all, shorted or not, I would LOVE lazy labster, I bet. I am lazy like that.
Carter Oosterhouse might even have turned you down following the anchovies…