JimBob On St. John

        Lest anyone think that we haven't adapted well to our new environment, here's a brief description of JimBob's Thanksgiving dinner. Oops, dinner? We spent all day at the beach below our new lot. We had the place completely to ourselves. Jim knitted, Bob drank wine. Anyway, it was a wonderful day and we did not watch football games. Since Thanksgiving dinner is usually in the afternoon, we extended afternoon to be six o'clock. Remember, island time! So we get home (which is now a temporary Condo in Cruz Bay) about seven. Here we are at the kitchen table. Hey, where's dinner? Oh yes, we need to cook something. Where's the turkey? No turkey, Jim?
         Ok, Jim begins to prepare the official Thanksgiving feast. Let's see. Oh yes it's about eight o'clock. Bob, get your hands off that wine glass! Save some to go with the meal. As for the said meal, we have bought two lobsters and sundry fixings to accompany them. The lobsters get plunged into boiling water for one minute, then rushed out to the grill for a few minutes on each side. They are filled with herbed butter. Yum.
          Now it's about 9:30 PM. Still cooking. Jim has made a beautiful citrus, nut, spinach salad. There is wild rice on the stove and asparagus steaming away.
Off we go to the dinner table. Salad, lobster right off the grill. What more could you ask for?

Here's the completed dinner plate as presented by master chef Jim. Everything was fantastic.
Hey, what's for desert? Well, it was a lovely pecan pie with ice cream. Where's it's picture?
Come on, it was almost midnight. I ate it and went to bed. No picture!