I suspect that the adrenaline rush I felt while killing my first lobster has got to be a lot like bungee jumping. I’ve never bungee jumped. But for me, it's right up there on the fear factor.
Never in my wildest dreams did I suspect I was going to be dunking a poor, innocent lobster into a boiling pot of water for dinner that evening. See how life manages to keep us on our toes with it’s surprises?!
As a consumer, I knew that I was very disconnected from my food, but I did not realize how much. For a girl who’s never killed her own food before, the experience was downright terrifying. I felt so sorry for the feisty little creature. It fought hard to survive until the very last moment by flapping it’s fishy smelling tail all over me.
Before I killed it, I thanked it for offering up it’s life so that I could enjoy it’s deliciousness. Not that the lobster gave a damn. It was more for my own piece of mind.
If you’re not vegetarian, this a fantastic idea for a dinner party with friends. Talk about a memorable experience!
To pick up your tasty crustacean in Calgary, go to Boyd's Lobster Shop.
This blog was created to share my belief that the art-making process is a catalyst for transformation and
I am living proof.