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Who WAS the First Guy to Eat Lobster?


Lobster_whitetablecloth_442Last night my sweetheart took me out for an early birthday dinner date. We went to this funky old seafood restaurant and I indulged. Every few years I have lobster for my birthday dinner, and this was one of those years. No, it’s not exactly on my diet, but it’s been a stressful couple of weeks, I reasoned, so I deserved it. Crazy talk, I know, but I don’t care. It was delicious. It always is. But how would you know that?

How would anyone know that within that weird and somewhat scary exterior a delicious bounty resides? Who took a look at a lobster and said to himself (I’m pretty sure it wasn’t a woman), “hmmm, this looks tasty, think I’ll give it a try.” Who? Someone who was either an adventurer, or a lunatic, or on the brink of starvation. It doesn’t look like food, and it’s not exactly easily accessible without a rock or some other tool. It’s not like seals boil lobsters and eat them with drawn butter. Someone had to figure the whole thing out.

Whoever that guy is, I want to think him. As horrifying as I find the whole look of the lobster, I’m able to get past it as soon as the first sweet delicate morsel passes my lips.

I want to be like the guy who figured it out. I want to be able to see opportunities where other people see madness. I want to make a gourmet feast out of a weird and scary looking situation. I want to go beyond what is obvious and take it apart to reveal that which is magnificent. I want to be that explorer, that risk taker. I want to discover the next lobster dinner, but I don’t want to get food poisoning along the way.

Author: BulgingButtons

I'm a middle aged woman doing the things that middle aged women do and trying not to beat myself up. I'm living the life I choose with the man I love, the grown up son who impresses me all the time, and the most adorable pup ever rescued from the euthanasia list. We live in the heat of the Southwest, where I regularly sweat through my Lane Bryant bras.

6 thoughts on “Who WAS the First Guy to Eat Lobster?

  1. that’s a good question and I would like to hear who came up with eating lobsters. I like them… no I love them, but I only can buy them deep-frozen. We bought 4 black lobsters once at the harbor and I hadn’t the balls to kill them in hot water… so I decided to give them a second chance in the ocean… The fish-mongers got a laughing fit and asked if I would like to buy them all…

    • That is too funny! I can’t believe you let them go! I’ve prepared them at home twice, but I didn’t like to do it. I would much rather have them in a restaurant where someone else has to do the deed.

  2. Too funny! I always say, the guy who first saw a lobster and said, I’m gonna EAT that was starving, but the guy who saw a lobster and said, I’m gonna eat that with butter was a genius!

  3. I went to school in Maine, and I simply can not get enough lobster! I would personally bow down to the “first guy” and kiss his feet.

    Unless they were hairy. Hairy feet scare me.

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