The first rule of Lobster Fight Club...
There is no Lobster Fight Club!
New glasses, girl.
Avoiding the lobsters in the shadows.
My mom came up for a quick weekend in the city. What did she want? LOBSTERS! So we went down to my guy in Chinatown to get some live lobsters for my mom. He graciously said to us after handing over the very heavy orange bag, "You eat for me tonight ok?"
It is a special family past time to have lobsters. I remember my mother putting the lobsters in the bath tub. Or letting them run on kitchen floor so that the dog could bark at them. We always had fun when it was lobster night. The visceral cracking of the shells and the bad jokes that come with it. We're from New England so of course we think that gruesomely devouring a crustacean goes excellently with a hefty side dish of puns.
I made roasted potatoes and the best coleslaw my mom has tasted. And she lives in North Carolina now where they even put slaw on hot dogs. Really? On hot dogs? So, she's had a lot of slaw.
Christine's Buttermilk Coleslaw
For the slaw -
1 head cabbage, shredded
3 large carrots, shredded
For the dressing -
1/3 cup buttermilk
2/3 cup mayonnaise
2 teaspoons white vinegar
juice of 1/2 a lemon
1 tablespoon olive oil
2 tablespoons sugar
1 teaspoon celery seed
Mix all your shredded veggies with the dressing and EAT! Even put it on a hot dog if you fancy.
You can add apples, bell pepper, and red cabbage to spice up this recipe.
