Lobster Roll, Red Hook Lobster Pound, Brooklyn Flea Market

I admit this looks slightly pornographic, but we are talking about a lobster roll here, so we're close. Making a special trip to the Brooklyn Flea Market, located in the gorgeous foyer and basement of the former Williamsburg Savings Bank, I headed straight to the food at 10:30 a.m. for the lobster roll. The two dudes working the Red Hook Lobster Pound stall weren't near ready, so I ran through upstairs and came back within 30 minutes for a late breakfast lobster roll, Connecticut style (warm and buttered with paprika vs. Maine style served cold with mayo). Suffice to say, it met all expectations, and if I had another $15 in change in my pocket, I woulda tried the Maine style roll.

Addendum: I don't think this needs to be said that if you don't like lobster, you shouldn't have the lobster roll. In fact, if you don't LOVE lobster, you probably shouldn't have the lobster roll. Because the flavour of this sandwich is pure lobster.

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