I have done a post on this mailbox lobster in the past. But we just drove by it again, and it tickles me so much that I had to snap a new picture and do a second post. It resides in the very tiny town of Ivy, Virginia. It's sitting right on a busy highway. In an earlier post, I said that I don't eat lobster, shrimp or crabs. I don't enjoy eating creatures whose eyeballs are on stalks. Also, did you know that lobsters are more closely related to insects than to animals? They are part of the anthropod group, which includes spiders, centipedes, shrimp, and crabs. To me, crustaceons are the spiders of the sea. Lobsters live a very long time, indeed. Perhaps even to 100 years! Long ago, they were so plentiful that Native Americans used them as fertilizer. And in colonial times, they were huge, said to grow to five feet or more. Back then, they were considered poverty food, served to prisoners and indentured servants. In Massachusets, some servants rebelled, and had it put it into their contracts that they wouldn't be forced to eat lobster more than three times a week! And we thought Oliver Twist had it hard! So If you're ever passing the town of Ivy, be very careful indeed, because those claws were made for pinchin'.
"Of all the creatures living in the water of the seas and the streams, you may eat any that have fins and scales. But all creatures in the seas or streams that do not have fins and scales-whether among all the swarming things or among all the other living creatures in the water-you are to detest. And since you are to detest them, you must not eat their meat and you must detest their carcasses." Lev, 11:9,12