During the summer months it doesn’t get fresher than this. My lobster guy calls me on his way in to the dock, and I meet him there for my quota of lobster minutes out of the bay.
A few minutes later they are being readied to go into the pot. I’m always a little squeamish about cutting the rubber band from the claw cause that lobster still has fight left in him.
Out of the pot, these guys are ready for the hubby to clean to go into lobster risotto, lobster pot pie, lobster ravioli, lobster stew….well, you get the picture. Sometimes we don’t bother with doing anything more than dipping the warm meat in melted butter. Hmmm, I can’t wait till summer!
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