The RI Lobstah Roll
I don’t often miss Rhode Island, aside from missing my family and friends, but when I miss something, I really miss it.
This summer the absence of Narragansett beach, clam cakes and chowdah, shrimp cocktails, and lobstah rolls were deafening. Deafening from the loud sound my hungry belly makes.
I popped over to RI for the day yesterday to work on a top secret project with Nasoya, and I requested a seafood dinner out with my family to satisfy my craving for clam chowder that I’ve had all summer. There was no time for Newport so we settled on Federal Hill’s Oyster Bar.
However, my aunt said their lobster roll is much better than their chowder. How could I resist? So I satisfied my other RI craving of a lobster roll with fries. So did my nonna and my aunt. We were triplets! My dad had sushi, which is a relatively new phenomenon to see.
Lobster rolls are heavenly little sandwiches on naturally buttery lobster, crisp celery, and just a touch of mayo. It is served on a hot dog bun which seems strange to me, and I would prefer it on a nice hard roll, but there must be some tradition to that somewhere.
I still need to have that clam chowder, and luckily PB and I are heading to RI this weekend for some quality time with our family and two visiting cousins from Jordan. I will not leave without a bowl of creamy New England clam chowder.
Speaking of the weekend in RI, Rhode Islanders are funny. There is a small possibility that a hurricane will hit this weekend, and people are already stocking up on milk, eggs, bottled water and batteries.
I love my home state, and while Philly now owns a piece of my heart, Rhode Island will always feel most like home.
P.S. In case you didn’t know, RhodeyGirl comes from Rhode Island Girl. I know I should have dropped the “e” but it is cooler with it.