Wait. That wasn’t lobster?

Author: Single. Approachable. Girl.
June 15, 2010

Omakase [oh mah kah say] is the Japanese term for “chef’s choice” when you’re ordering sushi. I learned a few years ago that if you sit at the sushi bar and say this to the sushi chef, he will serve you all of his favorite dishes of day. In my previous experience, ordering this way guarantees that you will have a great assortment of fresh sushi, sashimi and rolls. The chef knows best, naturally.


A few months ago, I was out on a date with 1st eHarmony Date Guy and we were up at the sushi bar. I suppose I was showing off a bit by ordering Omakase, but I wanted to share my vast experience with sushi. My date looked fairly hesitant.


So we order and all is well. We get a decent assortment and I’m feeling pretty pleased with myself. I recall at one point in the night, we see the chef hand a bowl with two lobster heads in to one of the kitchen staff.  We both see the heads but don’t say anything. I remember thinking that the heads probably need to be disposed of elsewhere and that’s why they were handed to the kitchen staff.


No more than 10 minutes later, those two heads were “disposed of” at our table and their eyes were staring us right in the face. The lobster heads are now fried and the chef is presenting them to us as the final course of the meal.


Now. I’m the jackass-know-it-all that ordered Omakase, so I’m not at liberty to make a face, let alone turn them away. And poor 1st eHarmony Date Guy is a boy, so he’s not allowed to turn down any food challenge – especially one presented to him, unintentionally, by his date.


So we listen to the chef as he explains that we are supposed to hold the head by it’s mouth-o-tentacles, bite into the back of the head and suck out the brains. Did I mention that the eyes are still on the head?


I’m more or less freaking out at this point, but I’m trying to “act cool.” 1st eHarmony Date Guy goes first and he keeps his flinching to a minimum, so I somehow get the courage to take a bite of my head. (I just threw up in my mouth a little bit just thinking about it).


I held it down by telling myself, “This is a delicacy. It’s a lobster head. This is probably some people’s favorite dish.” I’m not going to lie to you. It was fairly horrifying.


Cut to this past Saturday.


I’m hanging out with 1st eHarmony Date Guy and a few of his friends at a concert (BTW, we still hang out from time to time). Somehow the story comes up and I take the lead in telling it. I’m building up to the punchline and I say “fried lobster heads” and 1st eHarmony Date Guy interrupts me with, “wait a second, hold on there…those were no lobster heads my dear.”


S.A.G. “What? Yes they were.”


1st eHarmony Date Guy (full-on laughing at me): “I saw the bill that night and I can promise you, there were no charges for lobster on that bill. Those were crustacean heads of some sort. Definitely not lobster.”


S.A.G. (mid gag reflex): “Oh man. That makes it SO much worse for some reason…”


1st eHarmony Date Guy: “I know…it was terrifying.   lobster…ha.”


I suppose that’s what I get for showing off on a date.


I looked it up online and sure enough, they were shrimp heads. Fried shrimp heads. I was going to include a picture for the post, but honestly I can’t look at the picture long enough to post it. I’ll let you look that one up for yourself. Instead, here’s a picture with a no-fried shrimp head.


Omakase


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3 Responses to “Wait. That wasn’t lobster?”

  1. Nan Says:

    :Your life is like a soup opera, but soooo much funnier!

  2. Tom Says:

    Those are amaebi a.k.a sweet shrimp … the sushi chef supposed to either fried it, or dump them into the miso soup.

  3. Jenni Says:

    That’s HILARIOUS! Though to warn you if you ever go out with a guy who’s really into crayfish (or crawfish, however you want to say it), you’ll probably end up in a similar situation. In the south (and apparently some crazy people on the east coast as well) enjoy eating not just the tail and claws of crayfish, but also really enjoy sucking the brains out of the heads of the crayfish. They don’t fry them either. They boil then, eat the tail and claws, then break off the head just as you did with the shrimp. Save your gag reflex and NEVER eat crayfish with a guy don’t really know. It makes for a really bad first (okay one-and-only) date. Glad to hear you made it through.

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