Last Friday night Jay and I went out to a gluttonous dinner in the north end of Boston. Those of you who live here/have traveled here probably know that the north end is full of wonderful Italian restaurants and bakeries. We had a great meal at Trattoria di Monica and then hit up Modern Bakery for cannolis. Yes, I ate a cannoli – I made it work, because, cannoli. I’m sure everyone understands.
After dinner, we may our way home and noticed that we were getting into the elevator with a woman with a large cardboard box on a dolly. The lid was ajar. Upon peering into the box, I quickly realized that it was full of lobsters, or lobstah’s as the locals call them. I whispered to Jay “Wow, she has a lot of lobsters!” The woman must have overheard me because she turned to me and said “Yeah, I’ve got a bunch of them. Do you want one? I’ve got way more here than I can use.” I asked her if she was sure and she said she was. She then proceeded to hand one to Jay and another to me. I told her one was plenty, but she insisted we take both. I thanked her sort of profusely and we all went on our way.
The next scene in this little journey is Jay standing calmly holding his live lobster. I, on the other hand, and sort of freaking out holding this live, clawed creature. He threw the emoji over my face because he said I looked crazy…. yikes! When we exited the elevator, I asked Jay, “Do you know what we’re supposed to do with these things?!” He laughed and replied that he did. i then wondered out loud if the lobster was going to bite me, and he said that it wouldn’t because I was holding it towards the back of it’s shell, and it’s claws were held by rubber bands. Though I appreciated his explanation, I wanted this thing the heck out of my hands. We got back the apartment and Jay filled the sink with ice and a little water, and we put the lobsters in there while we got a giant pot of water on the stove to boil.
Jay announced that he was going to steam them because boiling them could cause the meat to get tough. Thinking they’d probably scream from being put in the pot to steam, I relocated to the bedroom to avoid their screams of pain. Poor lobsters. About twenty minutes later Jay came in to tell me that the lobsters were all done. He set them out in baking pans to cool.
Once they were cool, he covered them up with plastic wrap and put them in the fridge for the night with the promise of lobster rolls the next day.
We went about our day on Saturday and once we got home that evening, Jay went to work making the rolls. Here’s how you can make them at home!
2 lobsters, steamed and de-shelled (see pictures below on how to do this)
2-4 hot dog buns
3 Sticks unsalted butter, cut into 1/2″ pieces
3 lemons, zested
- Cut the lobster into bite sized pieces.
- Toast hot dog buns, if preferred
- Place as many bite sized pieces of lobster into your hot dog bun as you’d like!
- Drizzle the lemon butter sauce over the sandwich, add parsley for garnish
Happy Food Friday!
How to De-Shell Your Lobster:
We ended up putting our lobster in the lemon butter sauce to warm it up from being in the fridge