The Lobster Shack At Two LightsThere is eating lobster, and then there is eating lobster while the Atlantic throws itself against rocks like a drummer, which is exactly how The Lobster Shack at Two Lights feels. I ordered a lobster roll and a pile of onion rings that came out shatter crisp, ringing like little cymbals when they bumped each other. The fries came hand cut and honest, and the traditional drawn butter tasted clean and nutty without stealing the show. I ordered a warm buttered lobster roll because the breeze had a chill and I wanted comfort that could move. I ordered it alongside a lobster roll that tasted like someone whispered summer into the mayo, light and respectful.