Two crab legs that weren't scant in meaty proportions. You can see me holding up what I took out of one section of leg. Two snow crab legs would only be an appetiser: this was a meal.
Mom and Dad, Em and Mark...I just wanted you to know that I thought of you as I ate each bite of buttery-lemony, crabby goodness.
Oh, and he brought me two dozen roses last week because he wanted me to have something pretty to look at. I am a well-loved woman. What a wonderful "crabby" man. You bless me, My Love. Thank you.
8 comments:
Crab-a-licious! OH, I can taste it right now. You are truly blessed.
MOM
Oh shut up.
p.s. I miss you.
I agree with Emily.
On both accounts.
I clicked on "comment" with the intention of saying something like "just stop" or "shut it". Good to see I'm not alone. It does me no good at all that you were thinking of me as you ate. oi vey.
Mark
However, it is nice to get a shout-out.
I guess the 10th commandment should have come with a proviso: don't taunt.
That stuff smelled wose than dead snake. (It smells like rotten fish, I know from experiance.)
But it sure did taste good!
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