It started when we stopped at a seemingly authentic seafood restaurant on an authentic stretch of Atlantic coastline.
The special was twin lobsters for a reasonable price.
We ordered those and some other stuff, and when the two crustaceans arrived , I split them with my partner. One lobster each, we reasoned, was enough.
The waitress came bustling over virtually wagging her finger telling me there was “no sharing allowed..that I’d have to pay a “plate fee” if I wanted
