We just got back from a little vacation to Charleston, South Carolina. I had been looking forward to the trip all summer, especially when things were so busy that I nearly exploded. The only reason I didn’t explode was thanks to the Charleston thoughts. I’m pretty sure at least.. Anyway, my (really they’re our’s, but I saw ‘em first) friends Jon and Kat live there. We went to see them and a cool city. It was one of those win/wins that you hear about on tv. Cool city=win, cool friends=win. Jon picked us up from the airport and then said that we were going to check on the crab traps. Jake and I were curious and excited to see what that was about. Jon and several of his dental school friends were catching crabs (honk if you laughed at that *i’m honking*) for a crab bake the next day that WE were also invited to.

I claim to be a true southerner born and raised, but I have never been involved with the likes of a crab bake. It was all fascinating and strange. I think I’m about to be fired from the vegetarian’s guild. PS I eat fish sometimes and the occasional sea food. I’ll pack my things and show myself out. (of the vegetarian club)

the crabs were so blue. It is true what they say about crabs in a bucket, when one is about to climb out, the rest of them get jeal and pull him back in. I love this picture that Jake took.

You might feel bad for the crabs, and I wouldn’t blame you for that…but one of the crabs bit Jake’s hand with his own hand and Jake bled. A lot! So this was their punishment. They’re red now instead of blue.

This is how it was served. Just plopped onto a pile of newspapers. It was very messy. I mostly stuck to potatoes and grilled peaches, but I did have some crab too.

I don’t know what to think about this picture. It’s sad, cute, evil, bad and mean with a dash of hungry.

way more charleston on the way you lucky reader you..(unless you think it’s boring)