Every time I go to the store these
days and see that whole cooked Dungeness crab hasn’t disappeared from the fish
and seafood display, I’m about to hop on one leg and joyfully shout “It’s still
here! It’s still here!”
I thought that after more than a
month of crab cakes, crab dips, crab salads, crab ravioli, crab melts and just
simple whole crab with butter on the side I would be literally fed up with this
little sea creature. Nope, didn’t happen!
As with any addiction, the more you get, the more you want.
So instead of only having crab for
dinner, I now also start my day with it (can half an hour on elliptical count as
extenuating circumstance in my case?). For breakfast, I often love to treat my
lovely self with an omelet. Not an aristocratic French-style un omelette - pale, thin, and elegantly rolled into a tube,
but a robust looking, golden-brown, thick omelet with fluffy, delicate and
light exterior. Just the way I like it!
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