Baked Lobster Tails

The house. September 1st closing is confirmed. CONFIRMED. The bank called. The paperwork is moving. The Cascade Heights house with the gas stove and the window over the sink is going to be ours. In three weeks, we close. In four weeks, we move. In five weeks, I will stand in a kitchen that smells like home and has room for a table that seats eight and I will cook dinner for my family in the house where I grew up and the house will be new and mine and ours.

Derek and I went to see it again. Alone. Without the kids. We stood in the empty kitchen and I put my hand on the counter and I thought about Mama's kitchen three streets away and I thought about the girl who stood on a step stool and reached for a spoon and I thought about the woman who is standing in a kitchen that will be hers and the distance between the step stool and this counter is thirty years and one death and one divorce and one marriage and one love and one Folgers can and the distance is both infinite and three streets.

Made a countdown dinner: something special, something that says "we are almost there." Lamb chops. Our dish. The rosemary-garlic butter. The good plates. Candles. In the too-small townhouse at the too-small table with the too-many people, I served lamb and lit candles and Derek raised his glass and said, "To the house." I said, "To the kitchen." He said, "Same thing." Same thing. The house is the kitchen. The kitchen is the house. The home is the stove. Everything I've been cooking toward for four years is three streets from where I started and three weeks from where I'm going. Almost. There.

Lamb chops were our dish that night — the rosemary-garlic butter, the candles, Derek’s toast — and I’d make them again in a heartbeat the moment we’re standing in that Cascade Heights kitchen for the first time. But for anyone who wants to bring that same “this moment is worth honoring” energy to their table and doesn’t have our lamb chop history, Baked Lobster Tails are the move: dramatic, beautiful, deeply satisfying, and unmistakably a meal that says something changed and we are celebrating it. This is the recipe I’m bookmarking for closing day.

Prep Time: 15 min | Cook Time: 15 min | Total Time: 30 min | Servings: 4

Ingredients

4 lobster tails (6–8 oz each), thawed if frozen
4 tablespoons unsalted butter, melted
4 cloves garlic, finely minced
2 tablespoons fresh lemon juice
1 teaspoon smoked paprika
1/2 teaspoon kosher salt
1/4 teaspoon black pepper
1/4 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes (optional)
2 tablespoons fresh parsley, chopped, for garnish
Lemon wedges, for serving

Instructions

Preheat and prep. Preheat your oven to 425°F. Line a rimmed baking sheet with foil.
Butterfly the tails. Using kitchen shears, cut straight down the center of the top shell from the wide end to just before the tail fin. Use your thumbs to gently separate the shell and lift the lobster meat up and over, resting it on top of the shell. Place on the prepared baking sheet.
Make the garlic butter. In a small bowl, whisk together the melted butter, minced garlic, lemon juice, paprika, salt, black pepper, and red pepper flakes if using.
Brush and bake. Spoon or brush the garlic butter generously over each lobster tail, making sure to coat all exposed meat. Reserve a little for basting. Bake for 12–15 minutes, basting once halfway through, until the meat is opaque and white throughout and the internal temperature reaches 140°F.
Finish and serve. Remove from the oven and drizzle with any remaining garlic butter. Garnish with fresh parsley and serve immediately alongside lemon wedges.

Nutrition (per serving)

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