As a New England gal who calls California home, no summer visit back to Rhode Island is considered complete until I've gotten my lobster fix. Preferably enjoyed at a seaside shack after a day at the beach--no frills steamed lobster served with butter that drips down my chin, which is still salty from playing in the waves. The kind of meal that requires a good hosing down when you are done. Occasionally, my family gets the lobsters to go and prepares them at home. In which case, I always insist on a few extra for lobster salad the next day. This recipe puts a Californian twist on my RI roots.

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