Cooking (And Drinking) with Biggie No. 1 – “Lobster Bisque and a Cape Cod”
After spending quite a bit of time with our transient harmonica player (Biggie if you’re just now joining us), I have witnessed some of the most ridiculous concoctions of food and drink ever to land on the human palette. However, it’s always incredible. Adam Rittenberry has been a college rugby coach, a French trained chef, and a harmonica player in a traveling band, all of which has been done with his own brand of insanity and proper action. So, in the spirit of Biggie’s cooking fiasco’s, I now present “Cooking (And Drinking) with Biggie”, a section of the blog where we cook, drink, and generally be merry.
Although he’s not necessarily a fan of the idea, I’m bound and determined to make Biggie the most famous thing on the internet. He drinks 100 proof Tvarscki vodka all day, smokes Pall Mall Red 100′s, and plays a mean harmonica. He lives on my couch most of the time and is by and large the most ridiculous member of the band. What’s not to love? If you follow @thedamnquails on twitter, you already know all this. If not, you should start.
Biggie telling me exactly what he thinks of my Twitter addiction
We got invited over to the 598 Recordings pad for a dinner party with some friends of the family and were treated to a lion’s share of steak, crab, and fresh boiled lobster that we stuffed ourselves on before doing an impromptu acoustic show before heading home for the night. When we left, Biggie was able to secure a literal garbage bag full of lobster claw and carcasses with which to make his infamous Lobster Bisque. The lobster bits and bodies have to be boiled down over the course of 12 hours and they happen to make the house smell like the lake while it’s happening.
Boiling down...
After a decent night’s sleep, I was forced to head to the Homeland (alone, mind you) and search for a list of ingredients with which to finish the bisque while we were at Libby’s. Let me tell you a little about me at the grocery store. Even with a list, I tend to wander aimlessly while I look for something that might happen to be in that particular aisle that might happen to be on my list. It took me almost an hour to find the following objects.
Big tits = Proper Butter
When we got back to Libby’s, the bisque and toast was so good that I didn’t even take a picture of it. I immediately devoured a few bowls with a little butter fried lobster claw in the bottom of each one. It was insane. One of the best things I’ve ever eaten in my life, much like the last time Biggie made food. It’s like having Gordon Ramsay’s bastard American child as a harmonica player.
Lobster Man
Pair making bisque with a bunch of Cape Cod’s and you’re on your way to cooking success…Biggie style. I’m forcing him to start a blog, so keep an eye out for it.
