Rest Stop Caviar, Poodles Running Iditarod, Lobsters at a Dover Gas Station

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Susan Dromey Heeter

Enjoying a change of pace, discovering a lobster sale at a Dover gas station.


In a world where everything seems so deadly serious, we desperately need a little levity, a little hope, a little lightness of spirit.  And today, Joyful Musers, I found that at the Mobil Station where I could fill my tank and buy a lobster.

 I love when worlds collide, when juxtaposition of expectations don’t align, when things seem just a little out of place – that can of green beans next to the M&Ms in aisle eight of Market Basket, Rick James being played at a church social, wearing a bathing suit under formal attire, buying lobster at the gas station.

Writer Susan Dromey Heeter.

Yes, today there is a sale on fresh lobster at the Mobil gas station on Central Avenue in Dover. 

Underneath a vibrant blue sky, people waited in line for live lobster being sold by Joel Woods and Viktoriya Sivakova of East to East 11c.   When I arrived, the Jumbo lobsters were sold out, but Select, Halves, Chix, Cull and Pistol were still available, although they sold out fast, too.  Select, Halves and Chix are differentiated due to shell texture, a Cull lobster has one claw, A Pistol sports no claws.  Who knew?  Lobster intel from the Mobil station.

When I asked Terry, of Berwick, Maine what brought her to the Mobil station for lobster, she remarked, “I saw the ad and figured it would be fresh and I try to support local people and their business.” She’d come prepared with a large cooler, her friend, Kathy, of Somersworth helped carry her load, her catch if you will.  Several people arrived at the gas station prepared with coolers, walked off with pounds rather than gallons, a measurement not usually associated with petrol.

It’s good to have some levity, to allow worlds to happily collide: David Bowie and Bing Crosby, caviar at a rest stop, poodles running the Iditarod.  And today, I muse joyfully that this Labor Day Weekend, you may muse joyfully on the lobster from the gas station. 

And if you want any more information about the availability of lobster outside of the Mobil Station? Do reach out at  I muse joyfully you will.

Susan Dromey Heeter is a writer from Dover who recently let her hair go au natural white. Writing has been her passion since her English majoring days at the University of Massachusetts in Amherst.  Dromey Heeter has lived in The Netherlands, Alaska and currently basks in all things New England, including the frigid winters. An avid swimmer, Dromey Heeter’s great passion is to bring back body surfing as most children have no idea how to ride waves without ridiculous boogie boards.

The opinions expressed are those of the writer. takes no position on politics, but welcomes diverse opinions. email

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