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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