the best lobster(s) I ever had were in Rhode Island, a restaurant on the quay in Newport. I am not joking when I say the fishermen could have lobbed them (the name perhaps?) from the boat in through the kitchen door.
We had 2.5 pounders and they were so fresh that you didn't even need the heavy claw crackers, a squeeze of the fingers and they would pop. In this case, steamed, a twist of lemon and cracked black pepper. I do love making a thermidor though, one and one equals three as the vinegar and herb reduction gets added to the cheesy roue.