a lobster roll. Couldn't tell you why since I barely eat any seafood other than the occasional assimilating scallop or fried shrimp.
So in reading thrillist this morning, apparently some guys on Vespas will deliver them to you. They call themselves Lobster Pusher Men and you can only get the digits in an undisclosed location (Facebook).
They arrive hot and the bread freshly toasted as the grill is attached to the back of the scooter.
Sounds like the beginning of upscale street meet, just less sanitary.
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