Dungeness Memories

Dungeness crabs.

Fresh from the ocean

Boiled just minutes ago

Serve with hours of conversation, sourdough bread and a good chardonnay

Every bite reminds me of long, candle-lit evenings



Reminds me of soups in clay bowls steaming through puff pastry

And chunks of crab meat dripping with butter and lemon and soy sauce

Steamed in miso on a honeymoon night.

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