Tonight while making soft crabs I remembered the directions my grandmother gave me over 15 years ago. I had asked her for some expert advice on their preparation while visiting with her back in the late 1990s.
Like many good foods the
directions she gave were simple; pat the crab dry and then dip it into some
egg, push it around in a little flour with salt and pepper, and then fry it up
until it's ready to eat.
This evening, I did just what
Granny said. Once the crab was done I placed it on a potato roll with a
slice of tomato...just like we used to. I savored the first bite, closed
my eyes for a minute and pictured my grandmother's kitchen- one that was always
full of good food smells.
I'll never step foot in that
kitchen again, but tonight- for a minute or two- I felt like I was there again.
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