Crabs, I just Don't Get It!
18 September 2010
Dave/Sunny and 65 degrees
Well, it's been almost a month since our last post and other than preparing Midnight Breeze for a possible hurricane and taking day trips, nothing much has happened. I did get the holding tank repaired (see last blog entry). I have to take time here and give five stars to Annapolis Yacht Sales and their service department. Cathy in the parts department really went out of her way to help us with the parts we needed. They even went as far as making a special tool for the cap replacement since the design changed from the one we had. Chris and his service department are top notch and I highly recommend there services.
On to other things. I have been living in this area for well over twenty years and boating on the Chesapeake for at least 15 of those years. For the first time last week I decided to learn how to eat a crab. Now, don't get me wrong, I love crabs. I just have a hard time understanding the crab eating process, by that I mean I sit there and watch everybody else digging for crab while I just pick up my crab cake sandwich and enjoy my meal. I look at the process in several ways.
First; by the time I went through a dozen or so crabs, a couple of hours would have passed and I would be hungry all over again. Second; by eating a crab cake or the like I would satisfy my hunger curve, be finished way before the others, thus leaving more time for additional drinks! Third; watching everybody pounding away on a crab that is already dead looks really exhausting. Fourth; after watching everyone gutting the crab, how the hell can they eat it?
Well, old habits die hard and after twenty years Mary talked me into trying crabs the old fashion way. What a mess! Hell my hands were so, I don't want to say dirty, wrong word, so I'll just say covered, that every time I went to pick up my beer I dropped it. On top of that it took me hours to finish what I had started and I really was hungry and thirsty again! Mary kept saying it's the togetherness that really counts. I must say she was very patient with me. After we were finished I used the excuse of going to the bar to watch the Philadelphia Eagles play Green Bay and while there ordered a soft shell crab sandwich and a beer.
The following day, back on Midnight Breeze, I wanted to thank Mary for her patience and turned to her and confessed. I told her the crabs, I think the words I used, were fresher and tastier and our being together and being able to talk while not stuffing our mouths with food was a welcome bonus I really enjoyed. Her eyes had this gleam to them and she had the prettiest smile on her face and thanked me in only the way "she can" and then said I told you so. And with that we had reservations for crabs again next week!!
Let's see I believe the Philadelphia Eagles are playing Detroit........