I had to work today, which was unusual. The School Committee (board of trustees) was having a day-long retreat and my assistance was required. I wasn't thrilled about giving up a beautiful Saturday in May, but negotiated a day off later on to make up for it. When Joe found out about it, he said he would take me out to dinner at the end of the day, which pleased me so much. After the mussels triumph of last week, he had the wonderful idea of getting a reservation at the Sansom Street Oyster House downtown so that I could have wonderful oysters for my first ones in seventeen years.
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The day was long. Got to school before eight o'clock and it was after 5:30 when I came home. I was awfully tired. The thought of a 45-60 minute car ride in either direction made for a very long evening and I suggested we postpone this outing until an evening when I wasn't so tired and could relish it. Joe agreed and we decided to go down to the local pub, a place we go more frequently than anywhere else. They have wonderful sandwiches as well as a nice dinner menu. I was thinking about a Reuben while we were heading down there.
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But the chalkboard in the window indicated that one of the three specials for the evening was scallops, prepared with lemon and sherry. My mouth began to water and the idea of the Reuben was tabled for another occasion.
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Do you remember that famous scene in "When Harry Met Sally"? That is kind of what it was like for my first scallops in so long. Sometime soon we'll get down to the Oyster House. But meanwhile, tonight's scallops were simply splendid. Mrs. Goodneedle says "Life Is Good." It is also succulent.