200 Portofino Way
Redondo Beach, CA 90277
verdict: not worth my time
first off, you can't beat free. so after getting two free admission tickets for a friend and myself, all we had to do was pony up the $20 for the 1.25 lb. lobster. woot!
once inside, the lobster line was short because it was still relatively early. we went from that line where we picked up our crustaceans on flimsy plastic plates to the "lobster cracking" line. lobster juice was flying everywhere and into folks' hair. did you not notice that the men were using the same towels to wipe the tables AND the cutting boards in which they cracked your lobsters? ick. by the time we sat down with our food, the lobster was cold. *shrug* ghetto chic.
the rest of the festival was alright. it's fairly small and it would have been nice if there were more booths: food, arts and crafts, whatevers to retain you at the festival. the fashion show and the wakeboarding was alright too, but did not peak my interest. after the lobster and some fried clams (that's right, the lobster was not enough for my belly), we got some kettle corn and left.
overall, it was a nice opportunity to check out this festival, but i wouldn't come back again. i prefer eating my lobster on a real dinner plate, preferably with a violinist playing next to me. kidding. i definitely didn't expect cold lobster and flying lobster juice. i was not wowed by this experience at all.
ghetto chic lobster on a plastic plate.