Tuesday, July 3, 2007

Animal welfare issue boiling - Los Angeles Times

Veterinarian Bud Stuart was delighted when he was given a live lobster by a client as extra thanks for saving a dog — at least until the Santa Barbara seafood lover thought about cooking it.

Stuart put the lobster in the freezer, expecting the chill would anesthetize it. Yet, when he later held it above a boiling pot of water, it was still alive and pinching. The crustacean was tasty, but he now vows "never to bring another live lobster into this house. It was one of the most traumatic things I have done."

Kinda makes me wonder what kind of vet doesn't know that lobsters scurry around in water where temperature can be close to 0 degrees centigrade (32 degrees F). So sticking the poor thing in the freezer wouldn't do much to knock him out unless he left it there until it was nearly frozen.

Animal welfare issue boiling - Los Angeles Times

My thanks to The Foodist for the link.


Anonymous said...

He should have tried the cute little trick of flipping the lobster over and waiting until he stops moving because he's "asleep"? Makes me feel better ;)


The Foodist said...

personaly I like the whole rub the tail bit to calm them down.. before shoving a knife through their head...

it sounds so mean when I type it out like that.

Most amusing thing was this guy is a vet, and he put it in the freezer to anesthetize it.... wth man you should know better then that.

yoshi said...

I used the freezer technique the last time I boiled up some lobsters to silence a squeamish boyfriend and I thought it worked pretty well. Between 30 and 60 minutes (the exact time I used escapes me at the moment) the lobster is pretty out of it and is just barely moving. In retrospect I should of just gave the boyfriend a bottle of wine and used a knife on the lobster.

So I'm guessing the lobster was in his freezer for - what? 5 minutes? or perhaps he mixed his freezer up with his wine fridge?

georg said...

The only time I cooked a live lobster, I made it sit for several hours in a large bowl of cinnamon schnapps for anesthesia. At that time, it was the only booze I had in the house in quantity, and I thought to anesthetize it that way. In respective, I think that would count as cruel and unusual treatment. It did impart a little flavor, or maybe that was psychological. Regardless, I am never bringing a squirming lobster home. I like it better when it's frozen already, or ideally, prepared by someone who knows what they are doing, in a restaurant.

Anonymous said...

Alright, I actually feel downright cruel now. I was asked to skewer the little (live) fellers and females with skewers (starting appropriately at the cloaca) because the Chef wanted perfectly straight tails to work with.

I'm pretty sure they didn't like it, if attempting to smack us across the face with their tails is any indication of their emotional state.