Just called...

Just called ... Young's Lobster Pound in Maine to order lobsters for our Christmas dinner (Lobster a l’Americaine is the planned entree).  A woman answered the phone there, and my ear was full of that Maine accent – surfacing all kinds of wonderful memories.  I'd have been happy to talk with her for a few hours, just to hear that accent, but unfortunately she was obviously busy (lunch rush was just starting for them).  She recognized our surname, so obviously she's been working there for a while – don't think any of the clan has been there recently...