You did it. You actually bought four live lobsters with the intention of eating them for dinner. You’ve never done that before. You don’t know the first thing about it. How do you pick them up? Where do you keep them before you cook them? How do you cook them? Thank goodness for YouTube.
You researched it, put them in the fridge, went about your day, and now it’s time. Time for them to become food. You take two of them out of the fridge. The pot you have on board is only big enough for one at a time. So, while the one is steaming, your grandson is making friends with the other one. Oh, boy.
“Bubby?”
“Yes.”
“Can I name this lobster?”
Oh, no. I was afraid of this. “Of course. What should his name be?”
“I’m going to name him Fred.”
“Ok, Fred it is.”
This isn’t going to turn out well, is it?
“Bubby?”
“Yes.”
“Since there are four lobsters, and only three of us, I think we should let Fred go.”
I knew it. What do I do now? I don’t want to freak the kid out. How’s he ever going to eat that?
“No, honey. We bought Fred for dinner, and we’re going to eat him.”
“But, he’s so cute.”
“I know. But, we’re still going to eat him.”
He’s petting Fred, telling him that everything will be ok. How do you eat a friend? (Get your mind out of the gutter. We’re talking about children and lobsters, for crying out loud.)
Poppy: “What’s the matter with the lobster?”
Greyson: “Well, he’s my friend.”
“But, we bought him to eat him, buddy.”
“I know, but he’s so cute.”
“Well, we’re going to eat him.”
“Maybe you can buy me a lobster plush. Then it would be ok.”
“You want me to buy you a lobster plush toy? Then we can eat Fred?”
“Yes.”
“Ok, we’ll see what we can do.”
“Ok Fred. It’s time for you to go in the pot so we can eat you.”
Whew! Crisis averted. And it only cost us $38 for a hand knit lobster from the gift shop on Isle A Haut.
And yes, Fred and his friends were delicious.