Two 1.5 pound lobsters from Maine: $29.95
One Lemon: $.50
Melted Butter: $2.50
Pair of Crackers: $6.99
Never craving lobster again: Priceless
I can’t eat chicken that I’ve prepared myself. Once I’ve touched it raw, it becomes totally unappetizing to me. The texture… the smell.. the fatty edges… At a restaurant or someones home, fine, but once I see its slimy pink flesh I just can’t consume it. Same with ground beef. Turkey too, for that matter. Yup, I have issues.
So, what on earth possessed me to purchase LIVE lobsters for dinner?
It seemed like a fine idea in my head… Jeff was away yesterday and my mom and I could enjoy something he doesn’t eat. I thought it would be an adventure, and I love me some lobster. I spent an hour researching cooking methods: The best way to hold them (behind the claws) and plunge them in the boiling water (head first.) I could do this, I thought. I am woman, hear me roar.
Problem is, I’m actually quite a pussy. The moment I opened the styrofoam box that housed them, I knew I had made a mistake. They peered up at me with their beady little eyes begging for mercy. Their little legs were squirming and their claws tied up in bands. They were ugly. They were disgusting– and I was supposed to eat them?! It took me a good twenty minutes after the water was boiling to get the courage to dunk them into their death pot. My heart was racing and sweat lined my forehead. It was awful. The was no screaming, or kicking or thrashing as I had feared. But when I opened up the pot after twelve minutes to take them out, all bright and red, I knew that my lobster eating days were over. In fact, it’s going to be some time before I’ll be eating any shellfish.
My mom said they were delicious. I’ll take her word for it.
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I don’t blame you in the least. I could never cook Lobster. I’m just glad I don’t like seafood to start with.
And I used to have issues with touching raw meat, but those disappered after the birth of my 1st child. Who knew?!
I met someone in a seafood shop at the beach last summer who does a funny thing with their lobsters. First of all, they had 15 people staying at their beach house, and bought one lobster for each. They pick up the lobsters, and bring them home. Then, before they put them in the boiling water, they have a “lobster race” on the kitchen floor. This, apparently, is a tradition in some parts of New England. Hmmmm…I can only imagine the chaos! BTW, I’m hosting a Recipe Week on my blog, starting tomorrow. Please stop by and see what’s cookin’!
I cannot believe all the bleeding hearts here!! People have eaten many different things for thousands of years. If you people cannot deal with the truth, then become vegans. I personally have no problem knowing where my food comes from and dealing with it.I suppose you believe hamburger grows in a styrofoam plate and has a plastic wrap skin.
As for Dad, I won’t even go there. People who can survive and take care of themselves and their family are exactly the people we need in charge in this country!!
BigG2,
I won’t even start on the politics. As for the lobster, there is a big difference between eating meat and killing it a few minutes before eating it. At least to some people.
At first my mouth watered when I read the title of your post, and then I remembered. Once a friend of mine, who happened to live in Maine at the time, who I happened to be visiting in Maine at the time, decided to take me out for a whole lobster. Having grown up in Arizona I had only had lobster tail at Red Lobster. Hardly an initiation. So, I was a bit grossed out, especially when I made the mistake of cracking open the body. Ugh. It was a long time before I could eat it again.
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Do they really scream when you drop them in the boiling water?
Did you know that the lobster is a distant cousin of the cockroach? Makes sense, if you look at the two side by side. I tried lobster once and thought it tasted like a cockroach.
But, I’m a fan of cooking shows, and if you put them in the fridge an hour before you cook them, it sends them into a nice, coma like sleep. No squirming before the plunge. Best of luck!
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