Okay, some of you are aware that in addition to writing tween fantasy, I run a little 'kitchen-farm'--or rather, it runs me.

One of our newest ingrates, "Kevin Bacon" (a.k.a. 'The Crimson Piglet'), had a real treat last week: lobster supper shrapnel (all those bits left over after they've been flung about as you try to break into the damn thing!)

Oh, yes. We have video footage:

Warning! Because some of the humans involved in delivering this feast were nearly as excited as our porcine diner, some strong language erupts. A few "f-bombs" are dropped due to sheer mirth and exuberance. If this is likely to offend you, please skip the video.

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