For those who don't know, Gloucester is pronounced "Glowstah." The 'ow' is like you hit your thumb, not like 'glow.' If you happen to be looking at a map of Massachusetts, the second largest city in New England, Worchester, is pronounced "Woostah."
When an oversized lobster is caught, say a ten pounder, it can make the news. These are either tossed back after ample pictures have been taken or they are put in a tank at some lucky restaurant to live out their days as a tourist attraction, usually with a nickname like "Mr. Big" or "Lucky." No one will ever accuse New Englanders of being imaginative. Lobsters never stop growing so Colonial era reports of a six foot lobster may not be exaggerated. I haven't read that crawfish ever stop growing. I don't know if one has ever gotten a chance.
Another kind of lobster guaranteed to make the news is the famous blue lobster. These are a rare mutation, along the lines of albinism. They are still good eating though people rarely eat them. Again, they get put in a tank as conversation pieces, sometimes in restaurants but more usually in aquariums. I have yet to hear of a blue crawfish. It might happen. There's no reason to think otherwise.
Blue lobsters, and presumably blue crawfish, turn red when boiled. I suppose if there are a blue crawfish the same thing would happen, I wouldn't know. I have yet to boil one myself. I buy them pre-cooked and pre-seasoned. They are always red.
Of course, there is one blue thing I encounter every day, my Little Blue Ninja. Today's photo of that most beautiful bike was taken in the Blue Ridge Mountains. You can see them in the distance. Breathtaking country; some would say it's God's country. I remember when sport bikes came out and people said they looked like insects. No one ever accused them of looking like crawfish.
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