Remember when you were little and the grocery store used to have a tanks of live lobsters, and you thought if your parents would only let you get one, you would take the stupid rubber bands off his fingers so you could hug it easier and then raise it in your bathtub?
Then one day, they finally cave and agree to buy you one to teach you about lobsters, and you take it home all happy in a styrofoam cooler, until your dad busts into your room where you are reading it your diary and throws it into a giant pot of boiling water while it screams BRITTANY HOW COULD YOU WE WERE FRIENDS YOU LYING WHOOOORRRREEEEEE, until it’s dead and everyone eats it’s insides with butter?
My store still has those.
I know someone who raised a lobster in their toilet tank in college. True story.
That said, I held a lobster race on Christmas Eve last year in my hallway. True story.
I always feel bad for those lobsters. I’ve never seen anyone buy one. Are they like 50 years old now? I bet they wouldn’t taste very good…probably like old man shoes or something.
we have them too, but my kids call the crabs, and I’m too lazy to correct them.
I never wanted to take them home. Have wanted to eat them since I was 5. =) Your kids look adorable looking at them. Hope you didn’t have to buy a tank for a new pet!
Lol! Leaving for the Keys at 6 a.m. for mini lobster season. Mini as in the season is only 2 days, not like we’re gonna be catching tinkerbell-sized lobsters. I knew I had to clarify that for you. Perhaps I’ve been reading your blog for too long? Anyhow, they sure are tasty!
My boys KEEP asking for a lobster as a pet. Every time we go to the store. I just tell them those suckers pinch.
I always wanted to set them all free somehow. Still do. I can’t eat lobster, I feel too sad for the stupid, screaming things. Yet I can eat chicken without a problem.
My kids beg me everytime we go to the grocery store. My son wants it for a pet. My daughter wants to cook and eat it.
mmmmm…lobster….nom nom nom nom
My family took an RV vacation to the Carolinas when I was little, and my dad bought some live crabs (not the pube kind) down at the docs as the fishing boats were coming in. He brought them back and set about boiling them up in huge pots of water. Except when he was tossing the last one in, he missed and it landed on the floor of the RV. And it was on like Donkey Kong. That thing knew it was fighting for its life, after hearing the screams of its brethren, and began chasing us all around the RV, in a sort of keep-away/death-match kind of thing.
Eventually……….he tasted DELICIOUS.
Out of this whole post my one question is, how did Gigi get big enough to peer into the lobster tank? Isn’t she still supposed to be, like, a baby?
I used to work at Ruths’ Chris Steakhouse, and I was a hostess. We sat up near the lobsters. I grew attached to them and spent countless hours trying to talk people out of eating in. Totally unrelated but I got fired.
I remember our grocery store having that lobster tank like it was yesterday. Parents never bought them but European men in the family that we had, we’d always see live crabs enter our home and then spread out on the table for our consumption. My mom used to kill them in front of me and what shocked me most was how nasty those crab claws were….it’d give me nightmares!
Love the picture – your kids are just to darn adorable, even if it’s just their backsides I’m looking at. :)
My son has to visit the lobsters every damn time we go to the store. He always says, “I’m gonna go visit my friends the lobsters now!” Kid is gonna be messed up when he eventually realizes what happens to them…
I live on the coast of Maine and it’s kinda a right of passage to spend a summer as the stern(wo)man on a lobster boat. I’ve spent hours with my face inches from a vat of rotting fish, stuffing bait bags, pulling those suckers out of traps, throwing bands around their claws and ruthlessly tossing them into boiling water. ‘Round these parts we call them seabugs and would squash them with our shoe as quick as we might a spider in the living room. Sorry….
They can be walked around on a blue ribbon. A famous author or something did that.
My brother and I used to love to go look in the lobster tanks at the grocery store. And every time, our mom would sneak up behind us and pinch us. Nothing says family fun like scaring the crap out of each other!
Want to know why I love living in Massachusetts, less than an hour from the Maine border? Lobster.
Want to know where my wife and I went last weekend to celebrate our 10th anniversary?
The great state of Maine.
Come on up and visit! There’s plenty to go around.
I love that your daughter wears a tutu to the grocery store.
you are hilarious,,,twisted but hilarious all the same.
Hhahaaaaaa I LOVED the punchline, that last sentence under the photo :P awesome :) lmao
I love this post! Mainly, because we took our 3 year old to Meijer to see the “Red Lobsters”. We’re local to you and when it’s this hot, it’s the simple things like air conditioned stores with lobsters that keep children entertained for more than 2.5 seconds!!