Saturday, September 10, 2011


     This summer, I spent a day in Boston, Massachusetts before I flew out to Utah. While I was there, my family had some fun, miniature food adventures.
     After wandering around and comparing the city to New York, (we don't have people dressed up as Patriots) my family and I got to a place called Union Oyster House. It has bragging rights of being the oldest operating restaurant in the country--since the sixteen hundreds.
     The Union Oyster House has been a witness to history as well as a part of history itself. On the second floor of the building, there is a booth marked with a large sign that says, "The Kennedy Booth." Apparently,  the Union Lobster House was a favorite dining spot for JFK and Jackie, who always ate at that particular booth.
     What's interesting about the booths is that they are designed so that customers can be entitled to their privacy. There are walls around the tables high enough so that neighbors aren't able to lean over and interrupt conversation, and there is a curtain on one side that can be drawn for even more privacy. I really enjoyed this feature, but claustrophobics might not have liked it as much.
     The Union Oyster House is famous for its Lobster. On this occasion, it was my first time trying lobster. I had always wanted to try lobster, but I had never gotten a good opportunity. I ordered the boiled lobster, and my dad ordered the broiled lobster. The difference between them was that the broiled lobster was just a little tougher,and was also breaded.
     Until all the food arrived, a very large majority of the conversation involved cheesy jokes and puns about lobster. However, I can't remember any of them. The idea throughout the conversation was not to impress the greatest screenwriter, but that we were simply having a lot of fun together. When I wasn't enjoying the food, I had a smile on my face.
     Eating a lobster is a whole adventure on it's own. You have an entirely new set of silverware (each with a special purpose) and a unique plastic bib with a lobster on it. It's almost an unwritten lobster law to have a lobster on the bib. I wonder what the french use to eat lobster. They've probably mastered the practice by the time they were five.
     The reason why all of these items are of use is because of the lobster's shell. Eating shrimp isn't too hard because the shell is already taken off in order to cook it. When cooking a lobster, the shell is left on. In this kind of adventure, the shell is the antagonist, but it also drives the plot of the story. It is a very messy plot. As you crack open the shell, bits of lobster often go flying, which is where the lobster bib comes in handy. Extra napkins help, too. At first it's hard to get the meat out of the shell, but that's what makes it interesting. It gives one a sense of accomplishment to eat a lobster out of the shell. And it's also really good.
     You can eat the lobster plain, or you can slather it in butter or coleslaw, but however you eat it, lobster is just a really fun dish to eat all around, and a good memory to laugh about later. Mess and all.

So here's to messy, fun, food.
     Yours, Kate