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Hail to the king — crab, that is. When I was growing up, my dad used to take me our for crab legs every Sunday, but then, one day, I I wearied of cracking the shells and dribbling butter down my chin. So I quit. Just like that. Recently, though, nostalgia set in, and with it, a return to the sweet flesh that shaped my Sunday dinner ritual.
Can you guess where I’m eating?
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