29 December 2006

Another thing I'm not going to do again ever



We're having the Three Cs on new year's eve -- crab, champagne, and crusty bread. This is the first time I've cooked the crabs myself. (If I've ever done it before, I've repressed the memory.) The process couldn't be easier, but I hated doing it. I was hoping to be able to buy the crabs already, um, red and folded, but live was all they had.

I think of myself as a fishi (a? e?) tarian, but then, I don't generally buy my seafood while it's still wiggling and waving around. A couple of hours ago, one of these guys was skittering on the floor of Om Seafood, trying to get away from us.

Don't give me the argument about pea-sized brains and primitive nervous systems, please. Maybe I'm cursed with an overactive imagination, but these critters displayed more personality, albeit rudimentary, than some humans I've met. If I were a truly moral person, I'd be one more giant step down the road toward vegetarianism this afternoon.

3 comments:

Katie said...

at least you know the sea food is nice and fresh!

Gerrie said...

No comment!

Terry said...

Crab is one of my favorite foods. It is food of the gods. But I don't want to look my dinner in the eye and then boil it to death. I can imagine this was more than a little traumatic.

Hope you have a happy new year!