The Washington Post, August 1st, 2001
Ican remember the first time it occurred to me that food was different when we went to the beach. I was just a toddler when my parents rented a house in Leonardtown, Md., on the Chesapeake Bay. Looking at old pictures, I would now describe the house as more more like a shack with a pier. This is where my brothers Chris and John and my sisters Nancy, Kathy and Debbie and I all learned the fine art of catching -- and eating -- the blue crab. We were all patient enough to sit and lure them into our nets with chicken necks on a string and brave enough to pick them up and put them in the basket. W...
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