Although New Englanders eat lobster year round, for the rest of the country it seems to be mostly associated with the summer. Clambakes, for one, are probably one of the greatest reasons to get out of bed on a hot July day. If you’ve never been to one, I suggest you find some friends who are into it and go forth.
But eating a lobster, if you never have, isn’t easy. You have this big red, homely looking thing staring back at you and it’s hard to know where to start. Having grown-up eating lobster, but also having a sister who married a fella from Colorado, I can confirm there is nothing more entertaining than watching a grown man try to tackle eating a lobster for the first time. Like I said, it’s not easy or even glamourous the first time around, but that’s why we have practice.