Tuesday, September 27, 2011

How I Suffer!


Dinner at the Lobster House in Cape May.  Actually, it wasn't at the Lobster House but on the schooner American moored to the dock behind it.  And it wasn't a proper dinner.  It was martinis with platter after platter of oysters Rockefeller and clams casino.

The uncreated conscience of my race will just have to wait unforged until I get back from vacation.

Above:  Marianne, also suffering.



Ken Houghton said...

And you can suffer some more, TLS-style:


Ken Houghton said...

Or, perhaps, here.

Michael Swanwick said...

Thank you,Ken! That was a pleasure to read. And a reminder that I've got a review to write when I get back home.