You never lose with surf n’ turf, so we bought a huge 2.5 lb fresh lobster. If you remember, I had some issues killing the lobster in class a few weeks ago, so I decided to man-up and just get it done. I tried to not hold him too close to my body on the walk home, lest our hearts desire a deeper connection. I placed him on the kitchen table in his tight plastic bag, only to find him 3 minutes later with both arms draped over the side, looking down at the wood floor below contemplating suicide. I decided the moment had come, so I took him out of his bag and looked him one last time in the eyes. They were nostalgic, no doubt reviewing his short yet fruitful life as a 2.5 lb. lobster in captivity, yet I also saw a hint of regret – perhaps he needed to do some silent healing before the moment of truth. I respected his privacy, and a minute later drove a knife through his brain, quickly and with the force of generations of lobster eaters that came before me.
Our ‘turf’ was two grass-fed filet mignons, and we also picked up a few jumbo prawns for shrimp cocktail and gourmet kalamata olive tapenade for fresh French bread. The end result, an amazingly delicious gourmet meal, is below.
How wonderful and really brave of you. How many meals can we create while you are here in May? I have a feeling it will be a non-stop eat-a-thon. Whoo Hoo and congratulations to 6 months of wedded bliss.
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