Lobster Tales

Ever since I saw those lobsters sashay by me in a rumba line my thoughts have turned to melted butter and steaming lobster tails.

And so I was looking at Divers Supply this morning and saw some handy lobster gloves when it occurred to me that I own some butchering gloves made of 78% stainless steel and enough polyester woven in to keep it together. It seems to me that these gloves would be superior to the off the shelf PVC lobster gloves.

Then I will need a snare, a bag and a gauge. The bag and gauge are extremely optimistic that I’ll actually catch a lobster. That should put me in the lobster bidness.

There are lobsters off our coast and they are huge but there is a limited season and even more limited opportunities to catch them.

I’ll be ready next trip down. I suppose I will spend time now mentally catching a few and checking local laws and size limits.

I’ll need to figure out how to measure them…it is something complicated like measuring their ear lobes.

Please feel free to share your personal lobster tales.

4 comments:

Rock Chef said...

Sounds like fun - so long as the gloves don't drag you to the bottom...

Phfrankie Bondo said...

...The Lobster Earlobes would be a good name for a band...

Micky-T said...

that McGreedy said...


If we were in Maine I'd give you a claw or maybe both.
If we were down island I'd give you the body and the legs...

...but I'd never share a tail.

terri said...

My only lobster tale is the one where on New Year's Eve, we got together with friends and lobsters. The kids played with the lobsters, had some races and fun and then were horrified to see that we fully intended to cook their playmates. My kids decided that night that they do not like lobster.