I Have Crab Cakes
One thing that I will never be accused of is being motivated. I don’t mean that I don’t want to succeed, or put the work in to do it. I mean that in the social sense. I’m not a social planner. If there is a party or a event, I’ll go, but only when pushed to do it. It’s not that I don’t like the people I hang out with, I’m just lazy. Put a TV, the Internet and a bowl of chips and salsa in front of me, and I’ll show you want it means to be sedentary.
But this Monday, I was forced out of my element. Gansie had Monday off as a prize for working overtime to plan a conference. For days, we discussed possibilities and settled upon, what else, food. Not just any food, either, destination eating.
Our destination? Jimmy Cantler’s just outside of Annapolis, MD. Anyone reading in DC, it’s only about a 45 minute drive, depending how long it takes you to get to highway 50 East. But eating fresh seafood on a picnic bench by the water truly made it feel like we were on vacation.
This is the point in the blog post where you may feel the urge to write scathing comments…
We didn’t order a bucket of crabs. Sorry. No crab feast for Endless Simmer. Being a son of the South, frankly, they scare me. I like crab and usually enjoy taking a hammer to wild animals like the rest of the eating public, but I stick to crab cakes. You can rest assured, though, if I do ever push my boundaries, you will be the first to hear how many times I hammered my fingers by mistake.
Back to Cantler’s. They have crabs, crabs, and more crabs. They also have 6 kinds of fresh fish cooked 5 different ways. I knew I wanted a crab cake sandwich, and Gansie went with her new-found love, soft-shelled crab. But we wanted something else, and after 10 minutes of semi-embarrassing decision making, settled on a 1/2 pound of jumbo shrimp.
The picture might not do them justice, but these were, in fact, JUMBO shrimp. The platter also came with potatoes, onions, and the requisite melted butter and old bay seasoning. They were great, but we had to stop eating them to save room for our crab.
My crab cakes were some of the best I have had, soft, plump, nicely flavored. Couldn’t ask for much more. My one regret is getting the cole slaw over the hush puppies. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Gansie made the right choice and got fries and onion rings as her sides. I didn’t try her soft-shelled crab because, again, they scare me. But she loved it.
Even though I have been in DC for over 6 years now, I can’t claim to be an expert at all when it comes to Chesapeake Seafood. But, for what’s it worth, I highly recommend Jimmy Cantler’s. Maybe, just maybe, one day I’ll actually go back and use a hammer, just like humans were meant to do when they eat.