
As is the case in the yin and yang of life, the next night we had crabs again, only now at an all-you-can eat event at an American Legion in Laurel, Maryland. The event was filled with a treasure trove of blue hairs and red necks but that's not to say it wasn't fun. The crabs, while not as good as what we had the night before, were never ending, and how many times in one's life do you have the opportunity to drink a cold brew poured from a beer branded crayon tub? ---Maybe we should use that serving method as a Maryland regional nod at the wedding reception. In the end it was still fun, although my sister and I bolted the second the lights dimmed and the country/western/rock/folk singer took the stage causing a crab-filled local to take the first spot on the dance floor.
This was the conversation overheard from an older woman and her daughter as I left the place with my sister.
Mom-"I think one of those frogs cut me"
Daughter-"What?"
Mom-"One of those frogs, it cut my finger"
Daughter-"We didn't eat frogs"
Mom-"You know, one of the shells, it cut me"
Daughter-"You mean crab shell"
Mom-"Frog, crab, same thing"
Daughter-"They're not the same, mom"
Mom-"They're both, you know, amphibians or something"
Daughter-"Crabs are crustaceans"
Mom-"Well they're the same to me, and it whatever it's called, it cut me"
Folks, I couldn't make this stuff up.
3 comments:
I was so happy to have James home for a few days, although it was too short a visit! James described our crab adventure on the Eastern Shore perfectly. I can't think of anything else to add except I never knew Coronas came in cans. I don't care if it taste the same, somehow seeing the lime in the bottle is what makes a Corona a Corona! By the way, we were told the Crab Shack (wasn't it called Crab Deck?} serves no bottles because of the cement floor. James and I think the lovely Crab Shack gets a little wild after dark!
Yes, it was called the Crab Deck.
And I think it becomes a hangout for hoodlems when the sun goes down.
Couldn't ya have chosen Live Journal just to make my life easier? Seriously, though, no trip home to MD is complete without crabs and a visit to a place that includes line dancing and rednecks -- preferably in the same location.
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