We were devouring seafood at Seattle’s Crab Pot. After they had put paper on the tables, tied bibs around our necks and dumped out piles of food on table, they handed out rubber mallets and a few forks. We feasted on shrimp, crab, clams, mussels, potatoes, corn on the cob, and andouille sausages.
You don’t worry about flying pieces of shell, getting your fingers dirty, or smearing seasoning on your face. You just eat and eat and eat.
Beka was enjoying her meal, until she came into eye-to-eye contact with a poor little shrimpie.
With slight concern she asked, “Mom, do shrimp and crabs know that they have food inside of them?”
This post made me laugh. Thanks for the laugh and smile today.
How fun! Don't kids say the cutest things?? I love their innocence! Thanks for sharing
Thankfully, they do not know, or they'd swim away faster! LOL!! She is precious! Thanks for your prayers!
That sounds SO yummy! When we were down in Slidell before we got married, Mr. Bob had a crawfish boil. OH my goodness, was that every good!
Her comment made me laugh out loud. So cute!