we were coming back from somewhere. maybe just poking along the coast. anyway it was our last stop before heading back. we walked on the small bit of sand and onto the breakwater, it was late afternoon the bright day dimming. we decided to check out the menu at the Madison Inn there. maybe get a little something to take the cold off. the restaurant was up stairs and even though it was late autumn she wanted to sit out on the veranda. so we did. I went down got more coats from the car and we sat there in the Adirondack kinda lounge chairs, coats tucked around us like blankets, watching the Atlantic do amazing things with the sky and saying small things I cannot not now remember. We ordered lobster bisque. I had never had lobster bisque before. She tasted hers and said whoa this is the best fucking lobster bisque ever. And it was.
