matisha rollins
I have a very sad story about lobster...
My mother brought me to this restaurant downtown once and we stood in front of this huge tank with lots of Lobsters in it. The waiter was like, 'Wich one would you like miss?' I chose my lobster and he took it out of the tank. My mother and I sat down at our table and chatted and an hour later the waiter brough me my lobster...cooked. I nearly cried. I thought he meant I would get to keep it as a pet!!!!
... really? It doesn't seem weird for me. =0 lol
And awww. That sort of seems related to my story. In Chinatown, NY, people like to give it to you alive sometimes if you ask for fresh. And it's sad. We picked out two lobsters. And like. We named them Johnny and Tiffany...
and we even left it in our bathtub for a little while... then my mom steamed it...
mom and I ate Johnny... my bro ate Tiffany... x0 lol