Noah Price

October 16, 2024 

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My History with Crabs

Crabs are more than just a favorite food in my family—they are a cherished part of our traditions and culture, bringing us together for special meals and celebrations. Growing up, crab feasts were frequent, especially during the summer months when the crabbing season was in full swing. The act of preparing and eating crabs is a social experience, and everyone plays a role, from the boiling of the crabs to cracking open the shells at the dinner table. The entire process is messy, time-consuming, and enjoyable, making crabs not just a meal but an experience that binds us as a family.

Preparing crabs in my family follows a traditional method. First, live blue crabs are boiled in a large pot of seasoned water with generous amounts of Old Bay seasoning, a regional spice blend that adds a tangy, salty heat to the dish. The crabs are boiled until they turn bright red, then served hot with sides like corn on the cob and potatoes. The name "crab" itself may not carry deep cultural meaning, but for us, it symbolizes gathering, conversation, and laughter. It’s a food that tastes of the sea—salty, sweet, and savory all at once. The rich, buttery flavor of the crab meat, combined with the spices, makes for a dish that is as satisfying to the palate as it is to the heart.

Crabs are typically prepared for large family gatherings. While we enjoy them for casual meals, they also hold a place of honor during special occasions like family reunions or celebrations.   For my high school graduation, we didn’t go to a fancy dinner, we sat at my dining room table and poured out three dozen crabs. My earliest memory of eating crabs was when I was about six years old. I remember being unsure about how to eat them, watching the adults expertly crack the shells open and pull out the tender meat. I was too young to crack them so I would just sit next to my dad and wait for him to pass me some meat. At first, I found the process tedious, but over time, I grew to love the ritual of it—the work that goes into getting the meat makes every bite more rewarding.

The tradition of eating crabs has been passed down through generations in my family. My family hails from Baltimore, Maryland, the pinnacle of crab culture. My grandparents often tell stories about going crabbing along the coast, using simple nets and baskets to catch their meals. Over the years, the dish has changed slightly; while we now rely on local seafood markets, the core of the tradition remains the same. The act of gathering around a table, and sharing stories while cracking open crabs, is a tradition that has stayed constant despite the passing of time.

For my family, crabs symbolize togetherness, history, and culture. They are a food that reminds us of our roots, our summers spent by the water, and the importance of family connection. While some people may find the task of eating crabs too labor-intensive or messy, for us, that’s part of the charm. It’s not just about the food but about the memories we create while enjoying it. Crabs, in all their messy glory, have become a vital part of who we are as a family.