My Uncle has a penchant for steakhouses especially on birthdays. He also doesn’t waste time with buffets or crowded events. So-when I find myself in Great Neck on a Saturday night staring down a shellfish tower I know what’s up. Family time.
Notice how I astutely pose with this jalapeño while he gets it done with some crab meat.
As I get older, I entirely understand the appeal. A few years ago I may have stared down my cousin in a detached manner grabbing fistfuls of bread, but as the years pass-steak dinner might be the older mans equivalent of yoga. Shark Tank brainstorm: 50+ steak dinner retreats? Hold on, that might just be called a time lapse to the 1960s, either way I get it.
But I can’t guarantee that this lobster does…..