I love crabs. No, not the gross sexually transmitted kind. Seriously, my readers constantly have their minds in the gutter. Ok, that was a pretty lame attempt at humor. I have accepted it, which is the first step to healing and recovering from poor joke addiction. The other 11 steps are not quite as fun.
I do love crab though. When dipped in drawn butter, it makes me say, "Yummmmmmmmm." I love crab cakes. Crab dip. Fried crab claws. California rolls. Gees, have I mentioned that I love crab?
Several years ago, Jay and I started buying it at the fresh fish market and steaming it at home. It doesn't take long to cook and it is positively divine while watching a football game. Jay's parents have gotten in on the crab cooking too! We all gathered at their house not too long ago for a crab and shrimp boil.
Talk about yum!
