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I went to the Crab Claw with my girlfriend and her family earlier this summer.  My first time at a crab shack.   Yes, yes – well don’t blame me – I grew up a vegetarian!

Holy smokes – a first time crab shack experience.  On camera!  It was one of those “Ah-ha” moments – like when I first tried Guacamole.  Green and gooey – almost designed to repulse children.  Then the guy made it tableside and voila – Todd was hooked.

The along came the crab.  The delicious Maryland Blue Crab’s at the Crab Claw – my thought process went something like this:

“Wow – this place is a bunch of picnic tables and bars on a dock.”

“I never knew that I could love smashing my food open in a man-fest of barbarian crustacean destruction.”

“Hmm…there sure are a lot of seagulls around here.  The temptation to misuse this crab mallot is growing…”

“Holy CRAB this is good!  HAha – get it?  ehhh….. I need another beer”

“Are you going to eat that last one?  Really?  Well…I’ll fight you for it.  I swear to God I will fight you for that Crab, sir!”

So half the time my girlfriend’s family is looking at me like I’m crazy.

Now that I think about it, maybe I did go a bit crazy.  After all – I was covered in bits of shell, Blue crab goo (ewwww), clarified butter, and my own drool.  One roll of paper towels is never enough…