On Good Friday,
you're not supposed to eat meat.
And you're probably not supposed to eat succulent lobsters,
but people have to eat, right?
So Jon picked up two boiled lobsters
from his fish place.
It's freakin' awesome to work by Chelsea Market it seems.)
He shelled the lobsters
and cooked some parts of them in bouillabaisse
that he got from Mitsuwa.
We had that with some linguine.
Oh, so good!
While we waited for the bouillabaisse,
I put the tail pieces from my lobster into a salad.
It was sweet and salty--so perfect.
Jon dipped his tail pieces into butter
and ate it sans lettuce.
To each their own.