I heard this song this morning while getting a cup of coffee at Starbucks and its been stuck in my head ever since. Its gonna be a Jay May Day.

My parents bought us some fresh seafood for Hannukah this year. Much to my surprise, I opened the box to find two live lobsters, writhing about. Ironic–yes–we Jews are forbidden the unkosher shelfish–but I’ve never been one to turn down a bacon cheeseburger or shrimp cocktail, much less a schmancy lobster dinner. Due to our random schedules, Morgan and I didn’t get the chance to sit down for dinner together for a day or two, and we grew quite attached to the lobster living under a pile of wet paper towels in the pyrex bowl in our fridge. We affectionately (and rather appropriately, in my opinion) named him “Mr. Lobster” and when cooking time came, it wasn’t easy to say goodbye. Please enjoy “Eric & Morgan Eat Mr. Lobster” or, ”How I Became Vegetarian For A Brief Time”.