This weekend, being Memorial Day Weekend, for many, represents the start of summer.

At my sister’s house, it’s not only Memorial Day weekend, but its Lobstahfest [for those of you not familiar with the New England accent, it’s lobster fest, is that better?]

The way it works is that the neighbors pick a driveway, this year it was my sister and brother-in-law’s driveway, they set up several tables and chairs, each family is responsible for different foods, drinks, etc. Someone is responsible for getting the requisite number of lobstahs, which are already cooked, bonus and then the grill is fired up and there are burgers, dogs, chicken for those of us who don’t eat lobsters. There is more talking, laughing, drinking, having a good time.

After a few hours of eating, tonight, the corn-hole boards came out, then the dice, sometimes cards and we played until it was dark, turned on the lanterns, then there was a fire pit across the street, so we sat and talked and had a great time there until it was time to come in, talk to you and crash.

A great time was had by all!