I felt a tinge of guilt. A tinge. But not enough
not take a hammer to his body, dunk chunks of his sweet flesh into vanilla buttery
goodness, suck and devour. Not
even close.
* The bands are in place not to prevent them from
nipping us, but eating each other.
Against my will (and the wind) we scoured every
fish mongers in Howth to find not just any live lobster, but the livliest live
lobster. I’m talking the Michael Flatley of the lobster world - we (himself) would
be satisfied with nothing short of a jig.
Not a realistic expectation from a crustation perhaps, but at least make
sure it is not nearly dead. It
should curl up it’s tail when
taken out of the tank and be very much alive and kicking. Won’t be for
long.
Serves 1-2 10/10 Unbleepingbelievable.
1 lobster
6 tablespoons of butter,
½ red onion,
½ glass white wine
½ vanilla pod
(1 glass of wine for dutch courage, optional)
Fill your largest pan with salted water and bring
to a rolling boil (he’s not having a bath).
Take a sup of wine, get over it and but him in,
lid on for 15 – 20 minutes depending on size or ask your fish monger. When he’s
done take him out and let him rest.
Probably best to stop calling your lobster ‘he’ now.
Saute your onion in a tablespoon of butter. Add
the wine and allow it to reduce to almost nothing. Whisk in the remaining
butter a tablespoon at a time. Add the seeds of your ½ vanilla pod.