Lobster cooked over the campfire. This photo was taken in Bossy’s screen house where all the camping meals are consumed. On the table you’ll find a salad heavy with garlic vinaigrette, some lemon wedges, melted butter, a bit of freshly prepared cocktail sauce, a camera lens cap, some wine, a bottle of ale, candle wax drips, sister mercy can Bossy stop now?
Anyway. This photo perfectly captures the pre-feast mood, which consisted of a heap of anticipation covering a film of bickering mixed with concern on the part of Bossy’s daughter regarding this strange lobster thing and that strange lobster thing.
Kris says
August 6, 2009 at 10:59 amYeah. Not sure Bossy’s daughter is that excited over eating this partucular crustacean!
Half Assed Kitchen says
August 6, 2009 at 11:18 amAnd Bossy looks pretty thrilled too.
Meredith says
August 6, 2009 at 11:27 amAhhh….a film of bickering. Sounds like my family.
Smalltown Mom says
August 6, 2009 at 11:34 amThat looks like the best camping food, EVER.
biddy says
August 6, 2009 at 11:47 amcampfire lobster could be the one thing to lure me away from motorhome camping.
also? i see lake champlaign hair!! are you bottling it up?
Lizzy says
August 6, 2009 at 11:56 amPlease tell me that Mr. Bossy runs too. If not… damn him for being so skinny and cute when he eats big crustaceans swimming in buttah.
ScottsdaleGirl says
August 6, 2009 at 11:57 amHay-Zeus! Lobster? Camping? I feel there has been a slight tear in the space-time continuum.
carson says
August 6, 2009 at 12:14 pmWas a little concerned that Bossy wasn’t taking a true vacation, seeing as how she’s still doing a heckuva lot of writing and posting. Good to see she won’t have to do dishes.
Jenn @ Juggling Life says
August 6, 2009 at 12:18 pmIf this blogging thing doesn’t work out I’m thinking Bossy could get a gig cooking for campers.
Carroll says
August 6, 2009 at 12:20 pmDrooling in California, I am.
And, how is it possible that I’ve previously failed to notice Bossy’s Daughter is not only Pajama Bottoms Girl, but also Adorable Dimple Girl?!
I tell ya, that kid is absolutely chock-full of hitherto under- estimated super powers
Molly says
August 6, 2009 at 12:30 pmumm, bossy rocks since she is up to preparing lobster while camping. i haven’t mustered the nerve to prepare lobster in a fully appointed kitchen, much less while camping.
Kathy T. says
August 6, 2009 at 12:45 pmThis looks like very fancy camping to me! Lobster and a table cloth!
Reeb says
August 6, 2009 at 12:46 pmSo how’d BD do with Big Red? Did things relax after this photo?
(Is Bossy Son there but resisting have photos made?)
Mostly, I LURF the bright cheery tablecloth (it’s that vinyl-coated fabric right?) that makes even normal bright blue and red plastic plates look festive.
Marnie says
August 6, 2009 at 12:47 pmBossy knows how to camp!
Chookooloonks says
August 6, 2009 at 1:02 pmI do not camp. However, if my husband ever actually lures me out of the house to go camping? I’m *TOTALLY* doing it the way you do.
Manic Mommy says
August 6, 2009 at 1:15 pmWow! I can smell the festivity from here. Mmm lobstah on vacation…
Ms. Cranky Pants says
August 6, 2009 at 1:43 pmIf this is Bossy’s version of ‘roughing it,’ I’m definitely coming along next year. Well, maybe just for dinner. The rugged ourdoors and I don’t mix well.
Ungirdled Passion says
August 6, 2009 at 2:09 pmWith that beautiful spread, you could sway me to camping! You rock, lobster! Looks like a shell of a meal any where, let alone camping!
Momo Fali says
August 6, 2009 at 2:33 pmI am never letting my husband come to Bossy’s site. He would become disappointed in the brats and chips I take camping. Oh wait…he already is disappointed. Carry on.
chiquita says
August 6, 2009 at 2:33 pmHow, pray tell, does one cook a lobster on a campfire?
pkzcass says
August 6, 2009 at 2:58 pmBossy’s dining tent table looks better than my dining room table when it’s all dressed up in its best linens. She certainly has style, that Bossy does.
Elsewhere says
August 6, 2009 at 5:09 pmBut… where is Stella?
Debby says
August 6, 2009 at 5:10 pmI will seriously be back to this photo many times tonight while I analyze every square inch (of table top, not photo because that would take 2 seconds). First up, the look on Bossy’s daughter’s face. LMAO
Bush Babe says
August 6, 2009 at 5:53 pmNow THAT is camping. Here I was thinking that CAMPING meant communing with nature, getting back to basics etc etc… but NOW I get that camping = lobster dinners in a gauze tent a la Bossy. Silly me.
And in a completely UNRELATED issue, I realise Bossy is away from most things technological, but could she please get her computer nerds to work out why the ‘remember me’ bit of her comment section doesn’t (in fact) EVER remember me. I feel so unloved.
BB
Birdbrain says
August 6, 2009 at 6:43 pmOh and now there’s lobster. OK, so when you camp on the Willamette River you do get fresh trout, but that entails men fly fishing for hours on end!
NellyFrittata says
August 6, 2009 at 7:28 pmYou better hurry back home soon because I miss Stella.
Grandma J says
August 7, 2009 at 12:52 amI’m guessing Bossy’s son isn’t there because he doesn’t have any paid vacation time on the books.
Gail K. says
August 7, 2009 at 11:12 amBossy’s Daughter looked like she was just going to chomp on the lobster like Daryl Hannah in “Splash.”
Cooking lobster on a campfire is just like cooking it at home: boil water, add lobster. Or you could grill it, or steam it or…. (now I sound like Bubbah from “Forest Gump”)
Liz says
August 11, 2009 at 2:39 pmOh my God I’m so jealous!! That is absolutely without a doubt the greatest camping meal I have ever seen!