Rob and I ran some errands yesterday including a trip to the grocery store. When we go to the grocery store together we always end up splitting up and then Rob appears later with something unexpected. Yesterday's surprise? A bouquet of red roses and two LIVE Maine lobsters. My first reaction to the lobsters was "They're alive?" My second was "I don't have a pot big enough to cook them."
I attempted to put the live part out of my mind but all I could think of was the scene from one of my favorite movies, Julie and Julia where Julie has to cook 3 live lobsters. I have linked the scene so you can fully appreciate what was going on in my head.
I rustled up a large pot from the kids and pulled the lobsters out of the fridge. I had been secretly hoping they had died in the fridge but no, they were still moving. See the big pot of boiling water in the background?
I'm convinced I could see terror in his eyes. When it came right down to it, I had to get Rob to put them in the pot. I have rarely seen him laugh so hard. Apparently I was quite funny and he was rolling with laughter. To add to my trauma, the pot was only big enough for one lobster at a time. I was determined to suck it up and plunge the second lobster head first into the boiling water. I couldn't do it.
I had 12 minutes each time to get over my trauma. Those lobsters were certainly tasty. Thanks Mr. T. I'm glad I can count on you to kill food for me.