Merry Christmas everyone! I have to say that I’ve been a bit out of my writing element this holiday. I suppose it’s good to take a break, but I’m really looking forward to getting back to blogging after a year of non-stop studying…
And I’m happy to say, that I am now a Sommelier!! It was a lot of work, but also alot of fun – and now I’m happy to be able to share wine stories with you as well as food ones!
Please keep an eye out for my New Year’s Eve post, where I’ll post my most memorable morsels of 2011!! Until then, I wanted to share with you the winner of my KitchenAid 13 cup Food Processor!! I put all of the names in my mother’s most Christmas-y bowl and my big sis drew the name.
Without further ado, Congratulations to Carly N, for her fantastic story of a ‘lobster surprise’ on Christmas Eve!! I’ve posted her story below so that you can all have a good laugh. Thanks to Carly, and everyone else who posted a Christmas food memory, and thanks most of all, for sharing them with me. 🙂
Carly, please get in touch with me via the email link so that KitchenAid can hook you up with your new Christmas toy!
One of my fave memories was actually last year, when I brought back lobsters from Halifax to my hometown of Winnipeg for Christmas eve. We traditionally have steak and some type of seafood (usually store bought shrimp, as it’s the prairies) so last year I decided to kick it up a notch and bring a taste of the maritimes back – live lobster. I planned lobster tails to go with the steak and used the rest of the meat (claws, body, etc) to make an amazing lobster stuffing – so easy; uses sherry; delicious – arranged in the shells.
This was the first time I’d cooked live lobster and my mother picked that moment to decide she was an animal (crustacean) lover and couldn’t bear to be in the same room when I “killed” them, so I was all alone in the kitchen, attempting to pile four live lobsters into a pot of boiling water. I got them in, put the lid on, felt very accomplished… and then one popped back out, the lid went flying, and I may have yelled a bit (a lot).
Eventually they were cooked, after employing some tongs (and a lot of “I’m sorry Mr. Lobsters!”), and we sat down to dinner; it was definitely one of the best dinners and a most memorable Christmas eve.