Fish Talk: the Lobster Post. Yea I said it pappy, this is for all my seafood maniacs out there, I gotch yall! Word up, the lobster season is back in full effect. You can easily smell it the grimy Streets of Montreal, it ain’t hard to tell. Thank God it’s back, I been craving it all winter and waiting all year for this shit. I mean, for real man, I’m tired of eating stale, cheap ass Lobsters in China Town. The season’s back, I’m on flames and I’m going all out. I finna cop me some fresh ass lobster son, the American lobster. Yea, this is the East Coast, coming straight from Nova Scotia Canada Baby!

No word of a lie, I ate 6 Lobsters the other day. Shit really went down the drain. At first, I was aiming for at least 4, then it suddenly became like a contest, you know? I refuse to loose, I gotta win, I gotta eat good. I couldn’t help myself anymore, this shit was too official. Yup, in Less than 5 hours, I went through it all. 2 blunts, 12 coronas and 6 motherfuckin lobsters. I’m still getting phone calls from my homies congratulating me for holding the new record by taking it that far. I rocked a fill-in that night on Côte-Des-Neiges street, nothing special. The only difference between that fill-in and the other ones is that I ate 6 Lobsters that day. Yerppppp.

Yea go, Yea go. No question we got that healthy knowledge peoples, understand my slang and our realm. Eating Good, on flames with that Montreal shit. It is what it is so let’s get this shit poppin. This next post is dedicated to all my die-hard lobster fans out there!

Yea check out that moustache son, so much swagger it’s ridiculous. The American lobster, God’s gift, ever so swift, heaven sent, magnificent, the first fruit coming straight out of God’s mansion.

Heineken, high again check how I’m rhymin’ friend. Lick shots for Fish Talk!

So yea, we all know lobsters ain’t free. So when’s it’s the season, it’s the consumer’s responsibility to browse along and be alert of any possible discounts available. I’m a conscious consumer, so I constantly keep my third eye open for sales. So the other day, I suddenly came across this killer deal, 5 Lobsters for 25$! So in a matter of just a few minutes, me and the gallery drove all the way to Laval and copped 15 Lobsters on some Easter egg hunt shit.

Be sure to holler at your favourite illegal Mexican immigrant at your local fish store for the best Lobster recommendations, he gon drop some wicked science on your dome, so beware. Never underestimate the knowledge of anyone working in a fish store, never ever.

Aight B, wrap that shit, nicely!

So dats it, let it cook, sit back and relax and look over the stove just like Raekwon, cooking nothing but that marvellous Cocaine.

Chyeah. Yeh we like it fresh, and it don’t get fresher than this daddy.

Do the math. Let’s not sleep on good old garlic butter dip. Hummm gnarly. Standard shit! Get this shit! Extra garlic, you got the dragon, so what?  Essential for any plain Lobster flesh on the strength. You get this shit before getting your passport stamped you god damn tourists. Slimmer swagger, I’m getting up in there.

Under the shell, the funk gon smell. Yea yea, eat it all. Remove that shell and you got a tiny layer of flesh above the interior organs, that’s all gravy. Don’t forget the iron liver neither, ghetto cats ain’t wasting shit. Female lobsters have got red eggs, and they taste like shit. No homo but I must say, that white shit is all peace too. It looks scary, but it’s got major flavor. Nonetheless, the whole lobster is bless. Hell, you cats don’t even know, some champs even eat the eyes and moustaches, now that’s deep.

If you are about to invite your girlfriend’s parents over for super to finally meet them, after all this time, I definitely recommend that you serve some freshly cooked lobster. Eeeer’body is getting extra messy.

I must say, my favourite part about eating lobster is that no utensils are required. Mooks like me ain’t got no table manners, I can barely use a fork. I can finally eat at ease!

Ain’t no worries about getting messy, ain’t no escaping this, no need to constantly wipe your fingers cuz they constantly get covered. Get messy, sit back and relax. Lick your fingers. Hummmmmm Finger Lickin’ Hooooooood.

Le…plus gros lobster…au mondeeeee geeeeeee. Let it be known, the world’s largest lobster can’t be found anywhere else but at Shediac. Get your stuff, pack yo shit and bring yo ass to Shediac already. Finna cop me some huge ass lobstaz.

Truth- removing the flesh from the shell is an art form in and of itself.

So that’s it. In the Fish Talk Introduction Post several mooks debated on whether they preferred crab or lobster. We got all kinds of different answers on it. We all know that there’s no right answer for this shit, to each their own and it is what it is. This time we blessed y’all with ultimate Lobster knowledge so next time you best believe that we gon hit y’all with some exclusive crab shit, feel me, you know like, on some almighty Alaskan Crabs typa ish, digg me? Most official! Mook-Life Baby! Your Truly. Cheers!