United, We Crab!

Oh my! Recently there has been a flurry of crab talk about the San Francisco Dungeness Crab Week. It started with Kate spreading the crab buzz that Open Table was sponsoring some sort of San Francisco crab event. Paul had already heard about it and had reservations in place. All I could do was drool and self medicate with alcohol since I don't live in the area. As a person who is deprived of local crab consumption, I have every right to insist that I be given the full crab report after my fellow crabfestians have feasted, preferably with photos attached. I fear that they give their report out of respect, much like telling your sleeping parents that you are now safely home and have met your curfew.

I did not anticipate that the Open Table Crab Event would inspire such a flurry of writing among the Crabfestians, and that they would so enthusiastically share their experiences. I must confess that I did enjoy it! Dare I say that I enjoyed the banter more than the opportunity to dine? Well, I've said it before: the only thing better than food--particularly crab-- is sharing the love of food with the people you love! At least, I think I've said it before in one form or another. The swelling of pride and unity that I felt as my crabfestians returned from dining establishments, unable to supress their crab joys and disappointments, and compelled to document their experiences both poetically and emphatically, was nothing short of awesome.

I am posting our Crab Event reviews and commentary to document how serious we are about our crab and our beloved crabfest. Thanks to Paul, Heather, and RLT for sharing your stories, which so aptly demonstrate that we are indeed united in crabhood.