I am a Lobstah Loven' girl!
I don't know when I fist ate lobster, pretty young I'm sure. All I know is that I love it! And I like it classic- please don't F with my lobster! No fancy sauces, don't put in on pizza, no grilling required. All I need is some drawn butter, the crackers and a pick. I take pride in being able to remove the tail and claw whole. And yes, I do suck out the meat leg- just like my dad taught me!
This fall the Red Hook Lobster food truck opened in DC. It quickly became (wait for it...) legendary. The truck's location was announced daily via Twitter. In fact people waited for an hour in the weekday lunch line. I was dying to go, but I don't work downtown (never mind the fact that my lunch is 35 minutes) and the truck was only open on weekdays.
Finally, they started dishin' up the deliciousness on Saturdays. Last weekend Chester, John and I went on a Lobster hunt (in 6 inches of icy snow). Warning: I was drooling too much to worry about great photos.
John's Maine Style Roll (with mayo)
My Connecticut Style Roll (with drawn butter)
See that roll- I didn't bother with, just used my fingers to taste each yummy bit
The creamy, awesome clam chowda
we shared I let John have bite of- love that they gave me oyster crackers
I also enjoyed a hot apple cider! And we split a whoopie pie.
How do you enjoy your lobster?