George carlin
If a lobster didn’t look like a sci-fi monster, people would be less able to drop him alive into boiling water.
It’s time for another creature post. This one took me a while, as I find these bugs hard to photograph. They hang out in their dark lobster holes during daylight and only venture out at night to eat crabs, snails, and stuff, or to migrate in large groups single file when the mood suits them. I do night photography above the waves, and have not encountered a migration so we do not commonly cross paths. I’d be a lousy lobster fisherman. Their fancy name is Panulirus argus, and they have many relatives worldwide who live in warm seas. Their cold water relatives with claws are not that closely related. It’s odd because most recipes use them interchangeably. Imagine being judged based on what you taste like. But I’ll do just that. The langoustes of the Mediterranean are known for their saltiness, the Caribbean for their sweetness, and the Californian a combination of the two. A warning: I generally enjoy lobster, but at Mary Poppins Restaurant last night, they had super cauliflower cheese, but the lobster was atrocious.
You knew this was coming …