all ya gotta do is add the corn on the cob, steamers and mussels, a beer - melted butter and a bib.
Where I live, we have that all on a wharf out over the water, looking off to the islands...some wicked good, ayah.
Oh, but some of the stories the lobstahmen tell...falling off their boats drunk, the running gun battles like the one off Mantinicus a couple years back...ah, good times. But even now the dock price for lobster is wicked low, poor guys.