No manners

“Damn, that was good. You’ve still got butter on your lips.” This from Mark who just walked into the office after polishing off a cluster of King Crab legs.

Mark and I were at the Publix today and they had King Crab legs on sale. So I brought them home. Ya’ll, this is the easiest thing to do. When you see crab in the seafood case at the grocery store, it’s already cooked. All you have to do is heat it up and eat it.  We just stuck the crab legs on a cookie sheet, put them in the oven (350 for about 15 minutes), melted some butter and got out the kitchen shears.

Now here’s something worth remembering. Those crab claw cracker things? Forget about them. You just need a good pair of kitchen shears. Cut through the shell, pull out the meat and dip it in the butter (obviously, no substitutions). One of the great things about being married to your best friend is that manners can go out the window at any second. We ate them off the cookie sheet like mongrel dogs. We didn’t even use napkins. We just kept rinsing our hands off in the kitchen sink.

I spent $20 for more than two pounds of crab legs. We’d have paid twice that much in a restaurant. And we didn’t have to contend with an annoying waiter named Dwayne who kept asking us if we wanted dessert. No, we did not. Not in the least.