That's a joke...because even though I haven't felt the best the last couple of days, I haven't been crabby. I'll explain the joke here in a minute.
After spending the night in a hotel, Savannah went to LabCorp and got 22 vials of blood drawn this morning. I don't know exactly what they all are for. By the time she came out, she was rather pale and slightly off-kilter (I think). She needed to be 'replenished' and I was hungry anyway (what do you expect at 12:30!), so we decided to go back to the place where we had supper last night for lunch today.
I drove that far. She ended up driving home...but she'd had a good two hours to rest thanks to my meal choice. This place is a crab-shack. I decided, "Why go to a crab shack and not have crab??" (I love crab, by the way. Last time I had it was about 4 or 5 years ago at a Red Lobster.)
I therefore gamely ordered "4 Blue Crab Clusters"--after asking what a crab cluster was. In case you are ignorant of the fact (like I was), a crab cluster is basically half a crab. In essence then, I had a total of two blue crabs cooked in garlic and butter and some tasty spices. I also had a plate full of green beans and a couple cups of strong dark roast coffee (which means I had cream--Army style coffee is better with a little cream). Savannah had shrimp and green beans.
Anyway, I sat there and throughly enjoyed the buttery crab meat...I was so greasy. I think I grinned most of the way through my meal. I was in my element...I was dirty, deconstructing something, and eating all at once! ;D Three of my favorite activities rolled into one (not that I'd want every meal to be so messy...I'm not that juvenile!) I think Savannah got a kick out of watching me.
I don't think I would choose crab at a fancy resturant (unless it was already shelled out), but sitting outside on a patio it was the perfect choice and I enjoyed every bite...even when I had to pick shell out of it because I'd missed it.
I was actually quite surprised to find that when I was finished, I didn't have crab and butter spattered down my front. I was told a few times to get something off my chin or the tip of my nose (I actually think that parsley came off my napkin...), and I almost had butter run down to my elbows a couple of times, but I somehow managed to stay mostly clean. I wonder if that means I've matured some? ;P
I LOVED IT...
After spending the night in a hotel, Savannah went to LabCorp and got 22 vials of blood drawn this morning. I don't know exactly what they all are for. By the time she came out, she was rather pale and slightly off-kilter (I think). She needed to be 'replenished' and I was hungry anyway (what do you expect at 12:30!), so we decided to go back to the place where we had supper last night for lunch today.
I drove that far. She ended up driving home...but she'd had a good two hours to rest thanks to my meal choice. This place is a crab-shack. I decided, "Why go to a crab shack and not have crab??" (I love crab, by the way. Last time I had it was about 4 or 5 years ago at a Red Lobster.)
I therefore gamely ordered "4 Blue Crab Clusters"--after asking what a crab cluster was. In case you are ignorant of the fact (like I was), a crab cluster is basically half a crab. In essence then, I had a total of two blue crabs cooked in garlic and butter and some tasty spices. I also had a plate full of green beans and a couple cups of strong dark roast coffee (which means I had cream--Army style coffee is better with a little cream). Savannah had shrimp and green beans.
Anyway, I sat there and throughly enjoyed the buttery crab meat...I was so greasy. I think I grinned most of the way through my meal. I was in my element...I was dirty, deconstructing something, and eating all at once! ;D Three of my favorite activities rolled into one (not that I'd want every meal to be so messy...I'm not that juvenile!) I think Savannah got a kick out of watching me.
I don't think I would choose crab at a fancy resturant (unless it was already shelled out), but sitting outside on a patio it was the perfect choice and I enjoyed every bite...even when I had to pick shell out of it because I'd missed it.
I was actually quite surprised to find that when I was finished, I didn't have crab and butter spattered down my front. I was told a few times to get something off my chin or the tip of my nose (I actually think that parsley came off my napkin...), and I almost had butter run down to my elbows a couple of times, but I somehow managed to stay mostly clean. I wonder if that means I've matured some? ;P
I LOVED IT...
Racheal
P.S. Crab is like ribs...you are supposed to get messy when you eat it! :D
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