Just A Lobster

After flipping through the menu back and forth at Crystal Jade Golden Palace at Paragon, the girlfriend and I closed it and grinned.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" 

"Yup."

Heh. All right. Decision-making is always a fast process with this girlfriend. When the cheerful server came over to check on us, I placed the order for exactly what we were thinking of, but didn't say it aloud.

We were already in the mood for a meal that would be low on carbs and hopefully, oil. After staring at the menu, all we wanted was a piping hot bowl of peppery pig stomach soup, and lobster. Wheeeee. I do like a very good pig stomach soup with a truckload of pepper. Without pepper, this soup is impossible to sip. And the pieces of offal can't have any lingering weird smells. Don't get to have that often, probably about four times a year, which is fine. Then the girlfriend gleefully announced that her mother makes a mean version, but only on festive occasions because it takes so much effort to cook a pot of pig stomach soup. Tonight's version at the restaurant still hit a spot.

Asked for a small lobster. 1.2 kg. Fine. Two of us wouldn't be able to finish anything bigger. The lobster came beautifully seared. The server was more anxious than we were. She hovered around and urged us to eat it first so that it wouldn't turn cold. We dutifully ate. Then the remnants were taken to the kitchen and boil up the rest into a quick stock and noodles for us.