After what was the most pleasant interview a girl could ask for, I cooked our very first New England lobster this evening. Actually, DJ cooked because I was scared of the creature from the moment the guy handed him to me at the market. I thought he was going to crawl out of the bag, break free of his cuffs, and pinch me.
Despite DJ's fears, the lobster did not scream as he died a hot death.
5 comments:
oohhhh....lobster. yum. glad the interview went well. where was it?
OK. Now you are really making us jealous! (and hungry)
Looks yummy!
actually, i've decided that i don't like lobsters and will stick to fish when we go out to each. they're like little ocean cockroaches!
kevo - ha ha, i didn't think of that, but you're right, now that you mention it.
wow, that's a super way of thinking about lobsters. gross. just imagine these things crammed in a tank crawling on top of each other like cockroaches. gotta love it.
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