08-14-2011, 05:56 PM
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That photo looks like the left overs my Gran would dish up after we had spent all day cooking and cleaning crabs (without the legs). My job was to use a skewer to push the meat out of the legs and if I made a mess of it then Gran would add it to the pot of mixed veg (don't ever remember there being sweet Corn though) and we would have Crab Soup.
Gran sold the crab meat to the local Fish-monger, who she eventually started dating when I was about 14. Her brother was a fisherman who would catch the crabs and also take tourists Mackerel fishing (another job for me- cleaning fish). I was a danger to all with a sharp knife in my hand at 8 years old, but the cat loved me.
Gran sold the crab meat to the local Fish-monger, who she eventually started dating when I was about 14. Her brother was a fisherman who would catch the crabs and also take tourists Mackerel fishing (another job for me- cleaning fish). I was a danger to all with a sharp knife in my hand at 8 years old, but the cat loved me.