Grew up in Quincy, hung with Dooahchestah muthahs, went out with a ho from Reveeah, but I eat Lahbstah rolls. They ahh wikked pissah though.
In high school, I had 6 trawls of 5 lobster pots in back river. Was okay money, but damn, I got so sick of eating lobster. I'm back to where I love it again, but it took more than a decade. For some reason, we (the fishermen)would call them 'lahbstahs'. :dunno: