Crabs. And I Mean The Good Kind That You Actually Want

It’s crab, steamed Maryland Blue crab to be specific. And it’s divine.

I would imagine those of you Marylanders who read this blog have a definite opinion on Blue crab and who makes it best. Our crab was shipped to Wisconsin from Pappas. It was my first time enjoying Blue crab, so I have no comparison. All I can say is that it was crabsolutely fantastic!

The occasion? Crabfest at my friend Kristen’s house. Kristen’s family is from Maryland, and her mom grew up dining on the gems pulled from the Chesapeake Bay. Her dad brought home crab so fresh that it would occasionally get loose and walk around the kitchen. In order to bring a taste of her childhood to Wisconsin, Kristen’s mom ships in Blue crab once a year, covers their table with newspaper and wooden mallets and shares several dozen Blue crabs with lucky friends and family members. And I was one of them. I just wish I could’ve had a beer to wash down the crab. I actually wish I could have a beer right now.

Anyways, back to my point. Kristen’s mom gave us a demonstration on how to get at the crab’s meat (it takes some work, but it makes the meal that much more gratifying) and implored us to not waste a single bit of it. Blue crabs aren’t so easy to come by anymore and she wanted to make sure every morsel was savored.

Here I am about to enjoy my first crab.

I’m now questioning if polka dots should be allowed on maternity shirts. By the way, do you see how low my belly is riding these days? The baby has officially dropped!

Here’s how many crabs were on the table when I dug into my first crab.

And here’s how many crabs were left on the table after I finished dissecting my first crab.

I think Kristen sensed my desperation to get more crab into my mouth faster because she gave me a refresher course on getting at the meat. And then there was no stopping me.

And my boobs really aren’t that big, even at 8-1/2 months pregnant. It’s just the polka dots playing games with your eyes.

So, those of you who live near the ocean, enjoy the amazingly fresh seafood at your fingertips. Sure, we’ve got great beer and cheese here in Wisconsin, but I’d take one of those crabs over cheese curds and a Schlitz any day.