@ boston seafood festival

2:30pm Sunday afternoon — three hungry friends heading off to the long-awaited Boston Seafood Festival (high spirits & empty stomachs).

Locals and tourists under the summer spotlight, gathering in one booth and another. Where to begin?

Live cooking demonstrations and showroom mirrors.

Clam chowdah in the making.

Finally got our food! Time to destroy these lobsters.

Sitting on the six gleaming shells, the bane of our existence.

Paul: “Those fish tacos were okay.”

“Can I take a picture?”
“Sure!”
“Oh, I meant the oysters.”
“Oh.”

Walking around the historical fish pier.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
“Yeah, let’s get some ice cream.”
laura