Everyone should have crabs

Poor Eamon had work to do this weekend, so he took his newest trainee into the office with him to help him with the proof reading. She received a mixed appraisal; whilst her attention to detail needs some work, her general demeanour and team work were highly praised.



Apart from Eamon & Zoe's important corporate activities, it has been a fairly quiet weekend, notable only for our discovery of a tremendous restaurant called the Barking Crab. This is a seafood shack in the Seaport District, just across the water from the Financial District. It has PLASTIC BUCKETS FULL OF SHELLFISH! JUGS OF BEER! THE KILLERS ON THE SOUNDSYSTEM! I imagine that at some baby-free point it will be an ideal place to get extremely drunk. It was the first time I have ever ordered a whole lobster in a restaurant; somehow it seems a very decadent thing to do (and there is a frisson when the bill comes and you discover that today's market rate for lobster is the GDP of a small central American republic).