Lemme guess, Maineiac--you took your relatives to some touristy overpriced POS place when you could have just as easily gone to Demoula's (that's Market Basket, ayup) and bought them some "live and kicking" lobsters at $4/lb (special last week) and fed them a lot better and a lot more cheaply than you taking them out to the Weathervane or some stupid shit like that.
This is Pam level of "in yo face!" type of showing off. And not a particularly good bouncy at that.
Not so sparky.
I came home in 88 to help care for my Dad and help Mom out. I had been gone for 15 years and my son decided to take me to Weathervain for a stuffed lobster. We could not go get lobster alive or kicking or cooked as it would have been mean to Dad that could not eat it.
All these years with no lobster was a treat. In we bounced laughing and enjoying a long time ago pleasure and when the server brought me my lobster soon as I cracked a claw this black stuff came out. Nasty shit, what was it ???
Now after 15 years or so living in the south I had picked up the southern accent. I called the server over as my son was also saying, don't eat that mom. Son had Lobstered with my Dad in the summer and I had grown up around Lobster men in the family hell I could tell a female from a male and size the suckers.
So I asked the server "what the heck is this stuff. She replied it was the Lobster roe. We both fell back in our chairs laughing, So we asked for the manager. Over he came and proceded to tell me that as a southerner , my accent, I needed to know about Lobsters.
What a mess, I was born here to family that lobstered and have never seen this black shit come running out of a lobster in 40 years.
The Manager took my lobster back to the kitchen and 5 minutes later came back with the same damn thing that had been washed off and re breaded. I refused to eat it and we left without paying the bill.
Fancy being in Texas , ordering a steak and the inside was green.
We did mention our fun experience to my dad and he told me that the Lobster may have been in an oil spill.
Looking back we should have yelled our selves out being served this toxic Lobster, I received one
in Conn. that I knew had been dead before cooking, but most of us Yankees are reserved and polite, darned if I know why.
When I spend $50+ for a dinner today or $ 125.00 dinner for 4 I expect service and good meals. Sure we have fun, talk and laugh as long as we do not throw peanuts at other diners, what's the problem ?
