My friend and I went to the Tap Room in Chesapeake City, famous for its crabs. We had this hysterical waitress who sneered at us; it was a real hoot. I was really starved for crabs, because all of the places near me sell Gulf crabs and I won’t eat ’em. We polished off a dozen. There was so much old bay seasoning, we were literally covered in it by the time we were done.
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So you spared the crabs struggling to survive Corexit in Gulf waters to boil these poor little Atlantic dwellers to death? ; )
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