Pots boiled around me, the aroma of the garlic and wine sauce, awaiting the mussels, filled the air, and glancing at my phone, I noted the time. Picking up the plates, silverware, and the two wine glasses, I balanced the glasses on the plates, as carrying everything over to the table I set up in the bar area.
Setting out the plates and silverware, I eyeballed the table. Afterward, reaching out, I shifted the candles I'd purchased, then stepped back, judging my handywork. With a nod, and satisfied that everything was arranged the way I wanted it, I returned to the pots in the kitchen and pulled the lobsters out. As they cooled, I prepared the citrus butter to brush on them, and then placed the lobsters in the broiler.
A short time later, when the tails were finally broiling, I washed and
