Literal Harold just proffered up what Yours Truly considers a most genius culinary concept for the pending United States of American holiday - lobster bisque.
Rock lobsters and lobsters in general once grazed on our eastern, perhaps even western, coast.
They could be picked up out of the sea.
Things have changed.
But YT hypothesizes that the pilgrims and their culinary mentors, the native Indians, might have enjoyed these gnarled beasts.

To date YT has made lobster thermador several times, lobster rolls (paying homage to Lobster Shack in S. Portland), lobster bisque, and just plain ol' steamer lobsta.
Memory sprung: having sushi in a most excellent sushi joint in Vancouver, B.C. that served raw lobster. And, when the little, unlucky bastard was slipping away, the sushi chef squirted some fresh lemon juice onto his head to revive him momentarily.
A cruel sight to be sure.

YT is in throes of creative ecstasy as the coffee table book project is mine all mine. Documentation of the campuses - campii - of the big U for one year. Big book, lovely pages, with photos.
Mine all mine.
Just got word mere moments ago.

Time to make more, do more.
More more and more morsels of creative abundance, and the edible like.

Edible Love.