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My nieces are celebrating birthdays next week.
For their gift I want to take them out to dinner to an all-you-can-eat buffet. The catch is....I get a hankering for king crab legs that won’t leave me alone. Haven’t had any for five years.
Down here by the ocean we have all kinds of buffets like this though if opened this time of year is questioned.
Maybe it’s cause I’m from Merryland, where crabs rule the planet as they should, that I am a devotee of all things sea-worthy and wearing shells.
Crabs....of course, steamed, lots of Old Bay. Shrimp....have at least one shrimp meal every two weeks. Lobster....never have lobster. Which is not to say I don’t want some....who doesn’t love lobster? Except my beloved deceased husband who lived both in Merryland and Massachusetts though he was born and bred in Indiana. Thus stuff with shells on it are not, and should not be considered, food.
Also like rock lobster....had some of that in San Francisco once, in a galaxy far away.
Anyway.....just thinking out loud.