The lobster that ate my wife

RE: The lobster that ate my wife

OH MY GOD!!! Where's the butter?

That critter reminds me of the time a client of mine and I each ate a whole 10 lb. lobster at a restaurant in NYC, took us all afternoon.
 
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Did they catch that near a nuclear power plant. Whats his name pinchy
 
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Those things are sooooo cute. I don't understand how people can eat them. J/K <<<Drooling>>>
 
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To answer everyone questions

WOW=Yes

Do those claws also have meat? (I really don't know...) =yes

OH MY GOD!!! Where's the butter? =melted

Did they catch that near a nuclear power plant.= No Canada

Whats his name pinchy =no Dinner

Those things are sooooo cute. I don't understand how people can eat
them. J/K <<<Drooling>>> =Monkeys are cute, Lobster are tasty!!!
 
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All I know is is that the first person who ever ate a lobster had to be very hungry and very brave! That unknown person is, however, my hero.
 
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It is funny how we consider lobster an expensive delicacy now, when is was originally considered a poorman's food. I love lobster, but it's history as a food is as sad as the history of the codfish.

See: http://www.capecodtravelguide.com/lobster-cape-cod-style.php

The Lobster’s Tale
by Christopher Seufert

Once upon a time if Cape Codders wanted a grand lobster feast they merely walked down to the shore, waded in and plucked all they could carry by the armload. In fact, the Pilgrim Miles Standish reported that, after a good nor’easter, lobsters could be found in piles eighteen inches deep at the water’s edge and gathered without anyone even getting their toes wet.

Homarus Americanus, alternatively known as the New England, Maine, or Atlantic lobster, once thrived in such profundity here on Cape Cod that the colonists actually used them, not as food, but as fertilizer for their crops or as bait for their fish hooks. As sustenance, lobster was little more than “poverty food,” fit only for feeding indentured servants, slaves, children or cows, in that order. Here in Massachusetts, the servants did finally rebel and won an amendment to their contracts- No longer would they be forced to eat lobster more than three times a week.

Today of course, the lobster ranks as the king of all summer foods, more a celebration than a meal. For lobster-lovers a lazy summer day baking at the beach is merely prelude to the height of indulgence- tying on the lobster bib, unwrapping the special forks, picks, and claw-cracker, and consulting the place mat with its numbers outlining, step-by-step, how to dismember your lobster to extract its full contents.

We New Englanders so love the lobster that Logan Airport has its own lobster pool, whose feisty inhabitants wait to be shipped to all points of the globe by air express. It was not always so. In fact there is little about the history of this pugnacious crustacean that would predict its exclusive rise to popularity in the American diet today.

The History
On a journey to the Cape guided by Squanto on September 18, 1621, Miles Standish was struck by the omnipresent hordes of lobsters. He found “savages seeking lobsters” in Barnstable, and, at daybreak the following morning in Nauset Harbor, he moved to acquire some of his own:

There we found many lobsters that had been gathered together by the savages, which we made ready under a cliff. The captain set two sentinels behind the cliff to the landward to secure the shallop, and taking a guide with him and four of our company, went to seek the inhabitants; where they met a woman coming for her lobsters, they told her of them, and contented her for them.

The potential for the creature in the American diet was noted not only here on Cape Cod, of course, but all along the New England coast. In June 1605 Captain George Waymouth, on a trip to Maine, was also struck by the teeming populations of American Lobster, a close cousin to the smaller Spiny lobster of Europe:

“And towards night we drew with a small net of twenty fathoms very nigh the shore; we got about thirty very good and great lobsters... which I omit not to report, because it sheweth how great a profit the fishing would be.”

Nevertheless, lobstering as an industry began, not in Maine, but right here on Cape Cod.
Populations were so high that the typical lobster went for a mere two or three cents each. In fact, lobstermen on Monomoy’s Whitewash Village are said to have made a decent living at a penny apiece. The crustaceans grew to such size that they were often reported up to five and six feet long in the markets of Boston. One gargantua reached a weight of nearly forty-five pounds.

Unlike other kinds of fish, lobster must be shipped alive. Uncooked dead lobsters develop poisonous toxins that will sicken or possibly kill anyone who eats them. Therefore the lobster industry, as we know it today, did not become possible until the early nineteenth century with the development of lobster smacks, sailing vessels with seawater tanks in their hold. By 1840 Provincetown had five of these smacks devoted full-time to shipping lobsters between the Cape and New York City. The industry was given further boosts by the development of canning factories in New England in the 1840s, and also by the coming of the railroad and improved methods of preserving food with ice.

Cape Cod initially provided all of the lobsters for the inland urban markets, but, by the Civil War, populations had been fished so low that buyers turned to the waters of Maine to fulfill demand. As lobstering became a tireless and full-fledged New England industry, regulations were similarly enacted to restrict the size and season of the catch, and populations for the last century have remained remarkably stable.

Alexander
President
Lincolns of Distinction
 
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I was down in Orlando a couple of weeks ago and went to this place world famous for all-you-can-eat seafood. Can't remember the name. Somebody here will know the place.

Man, these proprietors were serious. You couldn't walk within 5 feet of the Lobster chef without him trying to toss one on your plate. Ridiculous. After 3 whole lobsters and at least 12 claws, I had had enough. This doesn't even count the king crab legs, shrimp, oysters rockefeller and squid.

I tell you what, after eating that much seafood and melted butter, just thinking of it has me running to the toilet. That took care of my craving for a good 6 months to a year. Total overdose.

Bryan
MonsterMark
 
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Comment One: I think it's smiling!!!

Comment Two: It's a boy!!

Comment Three: Pass the butter!
 
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Stanley- 2 questions


How did it taste?


How often to you eat lobster?
 
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two answers....

Since I cooked it myself.... it turned out wonderful!!!
how often do I eat lobster....according to my doctor too often...but maybe about a half a dozen times a year....
 
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Yeah, well, take those rubber bands off that beast and then tell us what a man you are. ;-)
 
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Wow,
That's huge !!!
Maybe you shoud rephrase the title to the post though.LOL
 
RE: The lobster that ate my wife

two answers....

Since I cooked it myself.... it turned out wonderful!!!
how often do I eat lobster....according to my doctor too often...but maybe about a half a dozen times a year....
Click to expand...


how did you keep the meat from being tough? did you foilwrap the claws n tail?
 
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