I’m a crab snob. I moved to Montgomery County, Maryland (just outside Washington, DC) when I was in the 7th grade and lived there until we moved to Texas in 1990, so I grew up eating Chesapeake Bay Blue Crabs. Bushels of them. One of my fondest memories was going to a friend's parents' house on the lower Potomac River on a Saturday morning. We purchased a couple of bushels of fresh cooked crabs and ate them all afternoon. My youngest daughter … [Read more...]