Jenn, Rae and I ate lunch out at Joe’s Crab Shack in between bouts of Christmas shopping that were less than fruitful. The unpretentious, zany decor and high-quality mix of hits from the 70’s, 80’s and 90’s were a welcome departure from the hustle and bustle of the holiday season. Plus, they have really good hush puppies.
Three things stand out about this trip to a casual seafood house that deserve mention:
- Urchins selling candy
Somehow, some way, two youths about 10 years old by the look of them, found there way into the restaurant to sell chocolate bars for their sports team. After accosting us and two other tables full of diners, they were asked to leave. Gotta love the holiday!
- “Crab Diem”
Our waitress’ shirt read “Crab Diem” on the front and “Seize the Crab” on the back. Now I’m no Latin scholar, but I do play one on the internet. Here’s how her clever tee could have/should have worked.
Crab Diem == Crab Day
Carpe Crab == Seize the Crab
Pick one interpretation or the other, but don’t mix your Latin/Crustacean metaphors.
- Stall Call
My phone rang while I was using the facilities post lunch. I answered and had the following conversation with my mother-in-law*:
Her: Seth! I’m so glad you answered.
Her: Is your car 4 or 6 cylinder?
Me: I think it’s 6.
Her: Can you ask Jenn?
Me: I’m in the restroom at Joe’s Crab Shack
* Actual phone call
So that was my lunch at Joe’s Crab Shack. Nothing too strange, just good food and good times.