Look at that! It's a lovely crabby shellfish frenzy - and a perfect excuse to show The Child how to handle our crustacious cousins.
In the spirit of interaction (and the fact that neither I nor Mrs P had done one for a few years), we fired up YouTube and found the following link which was an absolutely great step-by-step guide to dealing with a crab when obtained whole:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7MPC6gz-wGo
We managed the beast pretty well, it gave up a lot of meat, both white and brown, although The Child couldn't quite understand why we called it brown meat when it was clearly red!
Bashing the shell with a rolling pin was far and away the highlight, but gouging around the head with a chopstick came a gruesome second.
Perhaps a little surprisingly, the resulting crab salad wasn't too popular with either The Child or Mrs P, but I put that down to an afternoon spent elbow deep in shellfish and it's associated ambience which always overtakes the senses when done with as much enthusiasm as is necessary to do such things properly.
Needless to say that with a grind of salt, a good crack of fresh pepper, a flash of lemon, splodge of mayo, and a dusting of cayenne, I hoovered up as much as I could lay my hands on.
Happy days.
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