Thursday, July 06, 2006
( 7:04 AM ) teahouse
I had a relaxing long weekend. But it's nice to be back.
So after getting back to town, the Boy and I went on a double date with his 2 friends A and B, a married couple he's known since high school.
The three of them have the comfortable togetherness that's unique to people who have experienced time together as frustrated teenagers cutting up in the back of algebra class.
A and B suggested this nice seafood restaurant in Chelsea that's famous for its enormous lobsters. In fact, empty claw shells hang from the ceiling of the restaurant's dining area. Some of them are large beyond belief.
When we went, the waiter told us that there were lobsters from 2 to 9 pounds available.
9 pounds, can you imagine? That's like, a baby!
A and B split a 4 pound lobster between the two of them.
And they went to town on that poor creature.
Long after the Boy and I had finished our entrees, we were still watching in fascination as they used their spoons to scoop out all of the insides of the lobster shell, and sucked each of the little leggy things under the lobster's tail.
At one point, A said to B, "Honey, do you want my gills?" B responded, "Oh, sweetie, that's so nice!" and they made googly eyes at each other.
I guess nothing says "I love you" more than offering your lobster gills to your honey.
It was like a scene in a war movie. Food was strictly rationed..who knew when the next meal would come? Nothing was wasted....
There was NOTHING left on their plates when they were done. They pulverized the entire poor creature.
I think the Boy and I both looked a little ill. We skipped dessert. #