
This is becoming a tradition. Every year I seem inclined to mess with the perfection that is the East Coast lobster roll. What would possess me to do such a thing? Well, for one thing, I’ve been eating the classic version my whole life and have the attention span of a gnat, so I have to keep things interesting. And I figure if anyone has permission futz around with a lobster roll, it’s an East Coaster such as myself. But to tell the truth, as far as I’m concerned anyone can play with the concept – I don’t believe in culinary stagnation or dish ownership. Last year, I turned the beloved rolls into fresh rolls. The year before that I deconstructed the poor thing and created a salad. And this year I’m serving up these Lobster Roll Bao with Tamarind Mayo.


