Crab shells everywhere. Inside and outside the house.
“King crab”
Hard to believe but the most king crab I ever had in my life (and it was free) was in the middle of Central Asia in Uzbekistan at the (now gone) U.S. base, in the mess tent. Every Friday it was all you could eat king crab and lobster tail. I sliced open crab legs with my lockback, dipped, and enjoyed.
Measured the length of deployment that way. I was there for exactly thirty eight king crab nights.
The downside was no alcohol, although the seafood went down pretty well with ice-cold near beer.
;^)
Dipper. Butter. Of course.
Those Alaskan crabs need to be dipped in butter. Good old blue crab properly steamed in Old Bay is best eaten right out of the shell