I have to confess...I'm not a fan of eating anything that comes from the sea, lake, small ponds or fish tanks.
It gets to me.
Oh and the taste makes me gag.
Please don't take offense my seafood loving fans.
It's a shame really because I grew up in a lobster loving home. You'd think I would have picked up the taste for it. And then I met boy who loves those crab cakes drenched in butter and somewhere in those marriage vows I pledged to never make him a seafood dinner.
He still said I Do. Bless him for that.
And then 3 months into our marriage I learned of a family tradition on boy's side that involved hands down the nastiest seafood joint that probably violated every health code in the book you ever did see. You could smell it a mile away and see the big flashing sign five miles away. I tried many a time to come down with Cholera on those day, but my immune system failed me. So, I put on the biggest smile and ordered a side salad and retreated to gaining my nutrients for that meal off the table's tray of saltine crackers. I swear on my life that salad had a very fishy taste though. I prayed many a prayer that a new restaurant would become favored and y'all guess what my prayers were answered. Two months ago that place went flat out of business. I screamed and wept tears of joy!!
But I started feeling a little sorry for hubs and his lack of seafood intake so while at the grocery store this weekend I did the unthinkable.
I bought crab.
And cooked it.
I was super proud.
Pug looked on super excited...while I ran around with a bottle of Febreeze and opened every single window in the house and lit every single candle I could find.
Oh the smell.
Boy will now be seen at Red Lobster for his seafood cravings.