![]() I’d been waiting for Dungeness crab season to open here in the Bay Area so I could enjoy that pasta dish but it would have to wait. They were meant for this dish, one of my all-time favorites I’d even prepared the fresh pasta but the crab was too good not to enjoy right away, on the counter smiling at each other between each heavenly bite. I had bought two large, already-cooked Dungeness crabs earlier in the day. It was a messy affair –there might have been some finger-lickin’ going on–but my husband and I enjoyed ourselves. We stood at the kitchen counter, hands dirty, taking turns with the only seafood cracker in the house (why haven’t I ever bought more?) to free the fresh, sweet morsels of meat from the crab legs and, instead of collecting that meat on a plate, we immediately popped them in our mouths.
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