Never in my entire life have I had an experience with food before as I did tonight.
And that word choice is very important here.
I'm talkin' warm butter on your face, slippery, steamed crab in your hand, the sound of the hard shell cracking in your ear and the delicious fleshy meat you finally slide in your mouth as your reward for all the messy goodness that you now have slimed up to your elbow.
It was my first time you know
And I felt like a cape cod princess.
We combined the goodness with sliced french bread, avacado-spinach salad and our last two bottles of San Pellegrino. And now I'm lounging on our bed like a fat man. Stuffed to the brim and completely happy because tonight, I found my own personal Holy-Grail of foods.
Long live crab!
Or long ... die crab.