Monday, November 19, 2007

Personal Narrative

In Baltimore, se habla crabs. That is the first thing I thought about pertaining to Baltimore. This city is well known for their seafood because of their proximity to the Chesapeake Bay so it should come as no surprise that there are so many good crab houses in this area. Our crabcakes are considered the best because there is actually lump crab meat on the food. When tourists come to Baltimore, there are two things people always do . They check out the Inner Harbor and feast on our crabs and crabcakes when they are in the area.

It's not only tourists that feasted on crabs. My parents brought home crabs stored in a big box. They usually were alive and squirming so our family had to be careful handling the crabs. My sister and I were both born in Baltimore but whenever our parents brough home crabs, it was a great occasion for the family to spend some quality time with each other.My sister, Linda and I didn’t spend a lot of time with our parents because they were constantly working to put food on table and pay the bills. Even when they were home, it seemed like we were all doing our own thing. Linda was usually upstairs reading a book or talking on the phone with her friends. I liked to be downstairs watching TV or surfing the internet. My parents watched TV shows on VHS tapes in their bedroom upstairs. That wasn't the case when we ate crabs.

However, I have to fess up and admit that crabs weren't even one of my favorite foods. I was the only person from the family that didn't feast on the crabs as soon as it left the pan. It’s weird how I lived all my life in a state that was known for their crabs but but was only mildly interested in their most famous delicacy. I still ate the crabs because it would be weird to be the outsider in the family doing something else while the rest of my family was carrying on. The crabs weren’t bad but it’s definitely not something I would go out of my way to eat especially at the price it typically costs. We all sat together table with old newspapers covering the table and enjoyed the crabs. It was a good time to talk about what happened during our weeks and just chill. That's what crabs mean to me personally.

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