tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post4069639585776954143..comments2024-02-24T09:29:58.622+01:00Comments on lobstersquad: Seriously, dude, call the lobster squadlobstersquadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16130188841853502828noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post-23300792527677344672007-04-18T12:13:00.000+02:002007-04-18T12:13:00.000+02:00Oh, the joys of crayfish! I feel your pain and you...Oh, the joys of crayfish! I feel your pain and your delight: http://havekitchenwillcook.squarespace.com/have-kitchen-will-cook/2006/9/13/kraeftor-swedish-crayfish-sauna-with-dill.html <BR/><BR/>Fortunately snapping at them with a camera is much quicker than the water-colours. What patience you have!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post-69650626828597679762007-04-16T00:51:00.000+02:002007-04-16T00:51:00.000+02:00ha, this reminds me of the time I took my oh so pa...ha, this reminds me of the time I took my oh so painfully chic Italian friend to a cajun restaurant. She asked, "what are zeze craaayfeesh?" to which I replied, "well, they're like tiny lobsters!" she gasped with glee and ordered them, and then when the gigantic bowl of them showed up in front of her, I think I actually saw her turn a few shades of green. But, she persevered, managing to not get a single spot on her Prada. <BR/>What troopers you and her.<BR/>Perhaps you should have cooked them in the oven ;-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post-23381783667437894352007-04-15T14:22:00.000+02:002007-04-15T14:22:00.000+02:00This is hilarious and tragic all the same, my poor...This is hilarious and tragic all the same, my poor you! The video gave me shivers! Beurk! I have the same horrible dilemma to bring these creatures in the kitchen, close to a pot and the likes!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post-59651713067243188762007-04-14T18:14:00.000+02:002007-04-14T18:14:00.000+02:00Pues me ha parecido bastante simpáticas, la verdad...Pues me ha parecido bastante simpáticas, la verdad; estaban allí ellas muy tranquilitas como sabiendo que estaban posando para una ARTISTA. Yo creo que hubiera cambiado esas por otras a las que no conociera para luego poder cocinarlas, QUÉ PALO!LE BLOGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09362940683659910687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post-27229370146038951182007-04-14T12:22:00.000+02:002007-04-14T12:22:00.000+02:00Pille: no lobsters in my kitchen in a good long wh...Pille: no lobsters in my kitchen in a good long while, I promise you.<BR/>Danielle: please don´t put ideas in my sister´s head!<BR/>mykitchen...: I´d hate to have to chase the things inside a car.<BR/>Ramona: yep, well, first time for everything. but there´s a drawing there as well...<BR/>Carmen: ya ves, toda la razón. voy a negociar el plus<BR/>Ellie: they didn´t last long enough to be decorated, I confess...<BR/>Htx: If it´d been a huge pile climbing over my watercolours, I´d have freaked out seriously.<BR/>Melissa: don´t do that. now I have to look under the bed!!!<BR/>PG:don´t even think of talking to animals I´m going to cook, ever again! but thanks for the video.<BR/>XPs: pánico Xime<BR/>Jessica: yeah, the tongs were a life saver.<BR/>Lego: lo siento, compendo que ha sido un golpe bajo, pero no sabes qué terrorífico fue en ese momento, dirigiendo el tráfico crustáceo con mis propias pinzas. un horror, vamos.lobstersquadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16130188841853502828noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post-8911933374607427402007-04-14T09:23:00.000+02:002007-04-14T09:23:00.000+02:00¡¡¡¿Por qué?!!!Cuando voy al cine a ver una pelícu...¡¡¡¿Por qué?!!!<BR/>Cuando voy al cine a ver una película de terror y mucho susto,los carteles de la entrada me avisan de que voy a pasar un alegre mal rato. Pero esto ha sido a traición... <BR/>A partir de ahora tengo nuevos argumentos para mis pesadillas (ya estaban incluídos los caracoles que chocan contra la tapa del caldero al intentar escapar del agua hirviendo...¿o ya estaban muertos y quieren venganza con sus ropas hechas jirones?). Ahora intervendrán también langostas asesinas, que nunca hasta hoy me había percatado de que son parientes (lejanas, pero parientes) de mis archienemigas las cucarachas; langostas asesinas que, cuando llame a la policía de las langostas, soltarán una carcajada grave y con eco, mientras me rodean y hacen ¡Clac! ¡clac! con las pinzas llenas de sangre de otras víctimas.<BR/>¡Muchas gracias! Los farmacéuticos y vendedores anónimos de pastillas para dormir te están también agradecidos.<BR/>Y a tí Guitarrín, gracias por la parte que te toca en esta destrucción de un ser humano, antes alegre y vital.Lego y Pulgónhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01290158173541364031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post-12818644019746801822007-04-14T03:28:00.000+02:002007-04-14T03:28:00.000+02:00The tongs just killed me! Love it.The tongs just killed me! Love it.jesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13422462308023065350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post-3975272868728927982007-04-13T21:55:00.000+02:002007-04-13T21:55:00.000+02:00Enhorabuena a la petite guitar y a ti por atrevert...Enhorabuena a la petite guitar y a ti por atreverte con esos bichos. bonitos, no lo niego.... pero qué pánico.xpshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11177774216088484778noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post-63998200592830061582007-04-13T20:37:00.000+02:002007-04-13T20:37:00.000+02:00I'm the director of the video and am very proud of...I'm the director of the video and am very proud of doing it. I never enjoyed that much in my life...<BR/><BR/>Thank you Pille of your comment, they were sweet...of course I had to leave my sister's house before the cooking...<BR/><BR/>Thanks Lobstersister of letting me do it!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post-31433392071790691332007-04-13T17:14:00.000+02:002007-04-13T17:14:00.000+02:00Yikes - that video gave me the shivers! There's a ...Yikes - that video gave me the shivers! There's a reason I've never mustered the courage to cook crustaceans myself - you're a braver soul by far. At least they're not the kind of thing that might scamper under the bed if you turn your back for a second, eh?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post-49105954213627110792007-04-13T16:48:00.000+02:002007-04-13T16:48:00.000+02:00We always served crawdads (the hick word for crayf...We always served crawdads (the hick word for crayfish) in such huge piles, there was no way you could recognize each one. And while I love to eat them (and lobsters), your story definitely gives me pause.Lisa Fain (Homesick Texan)https://www.blogger.com/profile/03183180431248706166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post-47775261706114808612007-04-13T16:44:00.000+02:002007-04-13T16:44:00.000+02:00I kind of feel like a bit of a horrid human being ...I kind of feel like a bit of a horrid human being for saying this, but reading that last confession of yours almost made me split my sides with laughter!<BR/><BR/>I hope you'll tell us how the cooked crayfish were decorated before being devoured ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post-53634141194023329802007-04-13T16:04:00.000+02:002007-04-13T16:04:00.000+02:00Es como una película de terror... Menos mal que se...Es como una película de terror... Menos mal que se oye tu voz, lo cual tranquiliza bastante. Te deberían de pagar un plus de peligrosidad y para compensar lo que te has gastado!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post-31988984373096835272007-04-13T16:02:00.000+02:002007-04-13T16:02:00.000+02:00WOW, I think that is an actual picture, taken wit...WOW, I think that is an actual picture, taken with a camera on your blog. Has that ever happened before? I love Crayfish!Ramonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16294049713869645333noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post-31083531786652037712007-04-13T14:53:00.000+02:002007-04-13T14:53:00.000+02:00Growing up we lived in Mobile Alabama for 2 years ...Growing up we lived in Mobile Alabama for 2 years and my Dad would often stop by the docks of the fishing fleet on his way home from work. Several times the lobsters and crabs would escape between the sack and the pot. They are the devil to catch!MyKitchenInHalfCupshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07321041059604871286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post-89228148896314552682007-04-13T14:41:00.000+02:002007-04-13T14:41:00.000+02:00When my brother and I were kids, we once saw live ...When my brother and I were kids, we once saw live crayfish at a gourmet food store. We begged our mother to buy them for us as pets. The guy at the seafood counter thought we were very strange, but we each picked one out and got to take them home with us. They died after just a few days, though. But we tried!<BR/><BR/>Your post just brought that memory back for me. Thank you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26917748.post-15965397226867000542007-04-13T10:14:00.000+02:002007-04-13T10:14:00.000+02:00I'm scared of anything with claws, so no lobsters ...I'm scared of anything with claws, so no lobsters in our kitchen just now. But the idea of thinking of lobsters as pets (and telling one from another) is sweet:-)Pillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05817049547134774699noreply@blogger.com