Crabs: Redux

We met one of our neighbors, Joe the Plumber*, awhile back and found out he's from Baltimore. Which means he's an expert at crab cooking, while we're just ameteurs (although E would disagree). Joe the Plumber and another neighbor came over yesterday with their kids and we had an old-fashioned crab feast. We started around 1:30 and picked crabs until sundown. That's after 8:00 here in Florida.

Loading them into the pot:

(Yes, that's Ray in princess garb in the background)

Post-cooking:

Chay liked the pounding and destruction part:

This is just after he tried his first piece of crab:

He didn't like it much.

Big Daddy Crabs

Check out our lunch today:

E was really craving foods from home, so he bought some Jumbo Blue Crabs at the market this morning. That crab right there -- is a $5 crab. He's huge. I was the lucky one that ate him.



Here's a good ol' boy before he got steamed and Old Bayed:


The Feast:



And the aftermath:

Yum.