Eight hundred pounds of lobster tails in the first day of delivery at the fishing cooperative! Wow! That is heartbreaking. When Edwardo quoted that figure which he had obtained from the manager of Caribeña Fishing Co-operative, I could not help but take my mind into the 1950's when I used to help my dad during the week prior to crayfish opening day and the first day of the season.
These were basically large boxes, which were sunk underwater in a grassy location where they could feed. Everyday the juacales would be placed on a different location where they could get more grass. Also the juacales had to be placed at an inconspicuous spot to avoid the tempting eye of an occasional thief. And one more thing, the juacales could not be too close to the beach where the water got too warm for then you would lose many lobsters. Some people say that the lobsters are only herbivores (feed on plants), but my dad used to feed them in the juacales with conch and fish. We also found out that they fed on the unfortunate ones that were changing shell or were shedding as is said in biological terms.
Opening of the lobster season was a day of excitement. After dragging the juacales to the shore or to a shallow spot, we placed the lobsters back in crocus sacks and loaded them unto the boat. I used a pair of thick canvas gloves, but my dad's hand was so thick that he grabbed the lobsters with his bare hands. My dad delivered some 70 to 80 sacks of whole lobsters. That was about 3,500 lobsters. That would be about 1,200 pounds of tails. However, the fishermen in the 1950's sold whole lobster for four cents, yes, 4 cents a pound. My uncle Genaro who had many more lobster paths brought some 120 sacks. He was considered a top fisherman and at four cents a pound he could net six thousand pounds or about $240.00 on day one. Wow, that was a lot of money considering that a family could live with $20.00 back then.
Day one was an exciting day in San Pedro 25 years ago or in the 1950's. The fishermen would line up at the beach waiting for their turn to deliver their catch of a week. There would literally be tons of lobsters in bags piled up on the beach. After receiving payments, the men would go home to announce their good luck. Bills would be paid at the local store and a new big stock would be bought. My dad usually took time also to purchase two new rolls of chicken wire for his fish trap, some paint for the house, and saved the rest, not in the bank but in a small wooden box which I never found out where he hid it. As I recollect those large amounts of lobsters caught in the early days, I cannot help thinking about how much money that would yield today on day one. Let's see, 3,500 pounds of whole lobster would give you some 1,166 pounds of lobster tails and at 16 dollars per pound that would be $ 18,656.00 on day one. Oh,how nice it would be to live in the 1950's with today's prices, but that would be asking too much, right?
CONCH EVERYWHERE: I did mention that we become nostalgic when we remember these. To enjoy a good conch dish today costs a fortune. And not only that, we do not enjoy conch as often as we could or should. I think you will agree that the most popular thing with conch today is the famous ceviche.
Well listen to this! I will not lie when I tell you that as a child I used to be able to roll up my pants up to my knees and walk a few feet off the beach and collect enough conchs for mom to make a huge pot of conch chowder for the entire family.
“Angel, if you do not want to eat fried fish for lunch, go get some conch for lunch,” my mom would say and I excitedly volunteered to do so. Tired of eating fish every day, I USED TO waddle into the sea on the shallow grassy area right in front of my house on the beach and picked up as many conch as my arms could embrace. After collecting what I considered enough for a hungry family of five, I expertly got the conch out of the shells, cleaned them into a white fillet, and took them home for mom at 11 a.m. By lunch time mom has a huge pot of conch soup, or conch chowder, even fritters. One of the specialties of our family was the conch beaten and tenderized with a mallet and prepared into what mom called ‘conch steaks.” These steaks were prepared in similar manner as you would do a beef steak with plenty of onions. Trust me it was difficult to stop eating. My dad used to say that he stopped eating because he was tired and not because he was full.
Just to add a bit more on this conch story, I will tell you that when conch was obtained for commercial purposes, you could take your dory (canoe) and paddle your way to the reef and in a matter of half an hour you would have your dory filled to capacity and I would say that was some 150 or 200 conch. Really and truly we did not have to go to the reef, but it was the shallowest spots for diving. Thus the distance midway between the beach and the reef required dives of some ten to fifteen feet and that was considered a bit more arduous.
On another note I would like to say that conch ceviche was not the “in thing” in those days. Conch ceviche became a popular dish when the bars and restaurants used it a promotional gimmick to attract clients. And one more thing on conch! The shells were used as foundation in the ground floors of houses once concrete floors came into being more or less in the 1970’s. . Instead of using steel, the conch shells did the job. Is that strong? I guess so because everyone used them and there were no cracks.