November 16, 2006

Finally, Someone Ate the Lobster

AS A MIDWESTERNER, I've always found living in New England has little perks to it: for instance, the relative ease and cheapness with which one can procure seafood. Being so close to the coast, truly fresh seafood is all but assured, and it doesn't come with the eye-popping pricetags one would find back home. This goes double when you consider I grew up in a city where even decent Italian food was hard to find.

Anyway, my Midwestern roots -- combined with my love for seafood -- have always caused me to react with shock and horror at stories in which someone manages to secure a giant, century-old lobster. This is because the lobster-catchers usually do something unfortunate like release it back into the sea, or even worse, try to send it to some aquarium.

Look. It's a giant lobster. It didn't get where it is by being nice. If you put it back into the sea, it could very well gang up on all the smaller lobsters and cause all sorts of trouble. Also, it's a giant lobster. Wasting it would (or should) be downright sinful. Far better to eat the thing -- and invite a dozen or so of your closest friends to help!

Well, I'm glad to note that finally, someone ate the lobster. In this case, it was a 22-pound behemoth served up to a Louisiana woman, according to The Advocate of Baton Rouge, La.

The woman in question, 28-year-old Summer Price, had requested a 20-pound lobster dinner for her birthday. This was quite a request -- after all, such a lobster goes for about $500 -- but Ms Price had earlier eaten a six-pound lobster during her father's birthday dinner some months before, the paper said. It was during that event when she made the request for the 20-pounder.

For the record, I don't know how ANYONE could eat a six-pound lobster, much less a 22-pound lobster, so I can only assume Ms Price had assistance. I eat lobster perhaps three times a year, and when I do, I usually spring for two lobsters totaling perhaps 2.5 or 3 pounds. The idea of eating twice that much lobster seems a bit excessive, even for me -- and a 22 pound lobster, well, never mind. I mean, my God, what would you use to crack the shell? A Louisville Slugger?

Also, as much as I admire the fact someone finally ate the lobster, I would need a lot of persuading before I dropped $500 on a giant lobster, particularly when you figure that doesn't even include tax and tip. After all, that's enough for ten, if not twelve, fairly extravagant two-lobster dinners -- or a lot of other things.

Posted by Benjamin Kepple at November 16, 2006 11:11 PM | TrackBack

Actually....I had help eating both the six lb and the twenty-two lb AND the two fifteen lb lobsters that I had this past year for birthday #29.
I love lobster and every year since I can remember whether at home or in a restaurant I’ve always had it as my birthday meal (I guess you could say “it’s a family tradition”). The sixer was the kicker... My dad, brother and I were on a kick for a while where they would get steak or something else and I would get lobster and we would all split. When ordering, the waitress (doing a great job up selling I might add) said the largest size they had was a six lb, we had never seen one so big so we got it. This is Louisiana, so crawfish is our thing. We boil it 100 or so pounds at a time and invite all our friend and family. This is exactly what we did for both the 22lb and the two 15lbs. Nine of us total, with leftovers for the cook. My mom even made a special trip over from Florida. I have to brag; never in my life have I ever tasted a lobster (I have had lobster every different way) so sweet and tender and juicy all on its own, without the help of butter or seasoning or whatever else you want to drowned those scrawny little oversized crawfish they pass off for lobsters in those tanks. (There even smaller when you take them out of the magnifying aquarium and de-shell them. Two lbs suddenly turns into .25lbs)
Don't let anyone tell you "the smaller the better" or "the bigger they are, the tougher they get". They don’t know cause they weren't there! And for the record, I’m 5'5" 125lbs and very much in shape, not the “behemoth” (great word) all the papers and the news and the blogs made me out to be.

Posted by: Summer Price at April 1, 2008 08:52 AM
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