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hard as it looks.
Crab doesn’t fuck around. Those feisty bastards by no means make it easy to get at their meat. It truly is a wrestling match- one which involves sharp shells and cutting claws, guts and gore…but the reward? Well worth every cut, every bruise. Hunched over the sink pulling out each tiny scrap of soft sweet meat- my hands ache, Im covered in bits and body parts but I cant help but love every minute of it. Its glorious, it really is. My neighbor went fishing out in Westport and being the generous gentleman he is, he has shared with me his bounty of Coho Salmon & Crab. What to do with it all? What to make? My head swims (pardon the tasteless pun) with ideas.Posted on July 26, 2010 ()

