crab feed

L & G, my west coast parents, have always raved about the crab feeds they go to every year. They know I love to eat crabs but every time the go to a crab feed, I've always been away at school. So now that I'm all done and gradumacated, I told them to sign me up for the next crab feed. And they did not disappoint. The actual crab feed, however, is another matter...

The crab feed we went to was sponsored by the Harley Davidson chapter of Vacaville, California. Hee-haw...oh wait, wrong group...um, what do bikers say? Anyways, I was the YOUNGEST person there and everyone else could have easily been my parents or even grandparents. It was a fun bunch of people though. L & G were so proud to introduce me as a brand new attorney and I just kept getting redder and redder.

Well, here's the set-up of the table:

As you can see, there's a nice big bucket for the crab shell disposal. And a lot of people brought their own butter warmer contraptions. I like my crab meat au natural.

The dinner started with some salad, followed by spaghetti. I guess they wanted us to fill up on carbs to ensure that everyone would have enough crab to eat. They didn't fool. I passed up the salad and the spaghetti, waiting for the never ending crab that was promised to me.


Does this bowl of crab look so good? A bowl all to myself! Well, ok, not really...there was one bowl per table and we had to pass it around, but with the amount I ate, I probably did eat about an entire bowl's worth.


There was just one problem with this crab feed - the crab were cold. I mean, it was cooked and all, but then the crab was on ice until serving. I seem to be the only person at the table - the whole dining hall - to be disappointed that the crab was cold. Seriously, I don't think I ever ate cold crab meat (well, unless I took my sweet ass time picking the crab meat). The art of eating crab right from the shell is just a lot better when the crabs are steaming hot right from the pot. Or at least warm. I'll take warm. But cold? These people obviously don't know how much better a crab feed would have been if the crabs had come out hot.

With that said, I wasn't going to sit and not eat any crab, even if it was cold crab meat. So I sat and ate. I was the last person still cracking and picking at crab meat. I only had to stop because our server said there was no more crab left. And L didn't believe that I could eat that much crab - she thought I was going to be full before they ran out. I wasn't full. I was just satisfied. And that was fine by me.

There was also a raffle at the crab feed. G and I had bought $20 worth of raffle tickets (that's 20 tickets for the prize raffle and 20 tickets for the money raffle). We had three winning tickets for the prize raffle - winning three different bottles of wine from Napa and a bag of candles. We did not win the money raffle. All in all, it was fun, even if I did spend the evening with a room full of old people - who were all young at heart. =)