Try not to break up / shred the pieces
of crab too much.
Not exact matches
A few years later, on one
of my first vacations with my husband to be, I remember having a wonderful and simple
crab lunch at Café de Turin in Nice, along with a nice bottle
of white wine served in really small and thick wine glasses, that give the impression they've been chosen specifically to give an understated feel to the experience, so as not to feel
too fancy about the whole thing.
If you crave crabcakes but not the
crab, and if, like me, you haven't been able to enjoy that particular blend
of deep sea flavor, creamy interior, and crispy exterior in far
too long, then you have come to the right place!
The
Crab, avocado and corn salad was one
of my favorites
too!
Too much and I think it would overpower the delicateness
of the
crab, no?
Haitian stews are mainstays
too, especially Callaloo, the concoction
of taro, a leafy root vegetable, okra,
crab and coconut milk.
The whole point
of a
crab roll is the
crab — get the best you can find, and don't mess with it
too much.
Patty and I recently made a highly satisfying Sweet Corn and
Crab Risotto dish and, quite frankly, I made WAY
too much
of it.
These «
crabs» should be your allies and should want to get out
of the barrel
too, but envy is a powerful human emotion.
Hops and Crustacean Mix (
crab, lobster, prawn / shrimp) I'm not
too bothered about as I hate beer and shellfish so they're not a part
of my diet.
What if you go to a buffet and you have 100 options, you will probably enjoy the buffet with five options more, because even if you pick something amazing, you might want to try one
of those
crab cakes, but you are
too full.
She had passed on the
Crab Louis, had eaten instead half a grapefruit, two rye crackers, and a cube
of Swiss cheese; she had not been offered a gin and tonic, and, if she had, would have refused; she thought that adults (or, as she caught herself still referring to the despite the fact that she had recently turned twenty - one, «grown - ups») drank
too much.
I also got to touch a lot
of stuff
too, like the mole
crabs or the sea anemone.»
I've held gigantic hermit
crabs nearly the size
of a grapefruit
too.
You can buy snacks, beer, wine, and other necessities in the store, which adjoins a long fishing pier and small marina; kayaking, canoeing, and motor boating rentals are available, and plenty
of other activities are on - site,
too, including fishing,
crabbing, and soaking in a hillside hot tub.
Lots
of fish,
crab, and even «pepper shrimp» are sold by roadside women
too.
You'll also find
crabs and a selection
of shrimp
too.
It's
too bad Vomit
Crabs didn't turn out to have that sort
of hectic madness that you'd expect from such a game.
I fought a giant
crab - monster whose boss - battle arena kept shrinking in a ring
of crashing waves; I smushed a bunch
of lobster swarms,
too.
Sea cucumbers have a whole array
of fancy defense mechanisms that keep many a predator at bay; think foul - tasting chemicals, fleshy protrusions, and the ability to «shoot a web
of sticky strings called Cuvierian tubules out
of their anuses as a deterrent to predatory
crabs and mollusks»... I'd stay away
too.
The American criminal justice system is far from being sufficiently enlightened, starting by
too many presumed - innocent people caged without bond pending sentencing, moving to Virginia's
crabbed criminal discovery system, continuing to Virginia's system that allows prosecutors to scare defendants to plead guilty by their refusal to waive a jury that in many instances and locations can mean more racist jurors than judges on top
of the jurors often being more wild cards than judges for sentencing, continuing to the many judges who choose judicial efficiency over a fair trial, continuing to the brutal capital punishment system, cntinuing to excessive mandatory minimum and guideline sentencing, and continuing to the slew
of innocent convicted people (many
of whom plead gulilty rather than risking a worse fate), and continuing to frequently excessive sentences and excessive probation violation sentences.
Despite the loss
of a large sum
of cash at The
Crab Shack, and we suspect, by theft, even that could not really affect our pleasure
too much.
DD ducked around getting them all for me to photograph and I drank far
too much
of the Jaffa Manhattan, while DD became increasingly annoyed that the nibbles comprised teeny morsels such as some
crab on a spoon and parmesan crisps with little rolls
of cured meat on top.