Now that we've established my love of shellfish - I do hold the distinction of being one of the fastest crab crackers my former coworkers had ever seen, which was particularly amazing to them because I live in a land locked state - you can guess what I told my client. Crab cakes. You must have crab cakes! And so he sent me a picture the next day. And the day after that there was a picture of the crab mac and cheese. That was in April.
And just when I thought I could breathe a sigh of relief and get back to my salad, the Chicago pic came through last night. When he asked me where to go and what to eat in Chicago I was stumped. There are simply too many good places to eat in Chicago. I did recommend Chicago style pizza, though. I see he went with the thin crust. Hmm. I like thin crust, but really, it's Chicago! I do see that he paired it with a glass of red wine, though. Excellent choice.
But again, I digress. His email last night got me thinking about the crab cakes again and about people who are allergic to shellfish. To me - and I'm sure to countless Baltimoreans - this is a fate worse than death. And like pretty much everything else, there's a code for it. Today's code for the day is something I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy because, oh, there's nothing better than a Maryland crab cake!
- Z91.013, Allergy to seafood