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Tonight, I purchased, at the crazy-low price of $6.99/lb (thanks, Mr. Wegman!), three live maine lobsters, and cooked 'em up and ate 'em. I wish I were a photo-food-blogger, as then I would have had the foresight to photograph them and post pictures. Turns out the key to awesomeness is to steam them in water with a highers salinity than the lobster itself, to prevent osmosis leaching the precious salty fluids from the lobsters. Fan-lobster-tastic Lobstrawesomeness (ed. -- thought of a better word after the fact) was the result! In celebration, a relevant video:
Oh, and something about having a baby boy in probably the next day or two.
Oh, and something about having a baby boy in probably the next day or two.
Labels: food, meta, wicked-awesome
posted by Benjamin at 7:15 PM
5 Comments:
I saw the B52s in a bar in Buffalo in the late 70s, about when that song came out. The *really* stunk on their instruments back then, but were a heck of a lot of fun.
Man, what the heck are you gonna do with yourself with all that shellfish under your belt and a wife who'll be "inaccessible" for a good month? Is this some kind of new gonzo mortification of the flesh thing? I guess you still hark back to that Catholic prep school training you had.
You nasty.
I guess. I'm really just awed by the prodigiousness of your loobster eating frenzie. It's weird. I eat almost anything. But I don't like lobster. Maybe your saline douche will do the trick. Man, I'll eat clams, raw oysters, shrimp by the ton, sea slime, you name it. I don't know what it is about lobster. (Actually, I've had it once where I've enjoyed it. Broiled. In, of all places, New Mexico.)
I fully expect you to be shucking oysters, eating clams, downing olives, raw eggs, and all manner of oval or slimiform foodstuffs (isn't that the hallmark of all aphrodisiacs?) from now until late January. Then you'll probably take the first two weeks of February off. But remember: Lent starts on February 25.
I am currently working on a post that features lobster. Great minds and all that.
FYI, there is a restaurant in Branson, MO called Whippersnapper's that has an all-you-care-to-eat lobster buffet. My personal best (read: worst) is 6in one sitting. That is because I got sidelined with the fried clams.
I first thought it would be an event where they brought out 5 lobsters per hour by the way that everybody was stalking the steam table, but I think they end up throwing lobsters out at the end of the day. There were never fewer than 30 or so in the bin at one time.
The best part was that it only cost about $25. Since my wife does not like seafood, it is a labor of love for her to go there with me. Their menu food sucks balls, and my Taz-esque attack, including the sound effect, is quite nauseating to her.
Sounds similar to the all-you-can-glut-yourself seafood buffet they serve at the Clearwater Casino on Bainbridge Island, right outside of Poulsbo/Keyport, where work takes me several times a year. Instead of lobster, though, it's alakan king crab, snow crab, and dungeness. AND an impressively good prime rib -- good in itself, even, not just "good for an all you can eat buffet" good. All that for 22 bucks, plus a huge (why waste the stomach space?) dessert bar, plus fried clams, fried oysters, several kinds of shrimp including some really good tempura ones, steamed clams and mussels, etc., etc., ad nauseam (literally). The rookies make the mistake of filling up on fried stuff, cuz most of that stuff has pretty thick batter, I think on purpose. But I'll usually just get a slab of the rare prime rib (they have a well done one too) and then gorge myself on king crab -- the dungeness is usually served cold, unfortunately, and I like my crab hot. So I always manage to make myself sick at least once per field trip.
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