Where are we today?

What's going on here?

Where are we today?

We are at Grace Church on the island of Martha's Vineyard, and we are preparing to do our

weekly Friday night lobster roll extravaganza.

Every Friday night in the summer, this small, episcopal church on an island off the coast

of Massachusetts sells lobster rolls in their parish hall.

This is not your typical church fundraiser.

Last week we sold 1,400 lobster rolls out of this kitchen.

Wow.

I grew up coming to Martha's Vineyard every summer with my family, and we have been eating

these lobster rolls for years.

Now, in case you're not familiar, at its essence, a lobster roll is chunks of lobster meat

mixed with mayo on a hot dog bar.

And let me tell you, the ones that grace church are special.

Look at it, it's nothing but giant chunks of lobster with maybe enough mayonnaise to make

the chunks stick together.

You sink your teeth in it.

It's so fresh you can actually taste the brine.

Have you had one?

Oh, absolutely.

Then why are you asking me that?

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