i hear ya. maryland blue crabs have been on my mind for months now.  how i would just *LOVE* to sit and pick through a dozen (+?) crabs all by myself -- newspaper on the table, a big pile of crabs smothered in old bay, some sliced extra sharp cheddar (my mom's thing), and some ice cold high life.  the thought of it, honestly, has me tearing up.    

and the sad thing is, even if i were back home in maryland, i either a) wouldn't be able to afford crabs or b) the crabs being served as 'maryland' crabs would more-than-likely be from texas.  

maybe being landlocked makes me want them more... all i know is is that those crab legs that the chinese buffets sit out are *not* going to satisfy me.  

but at least i can have grits for breakfast... with or without sugar.  heh.