Sunday, July 1, 2007

Up and Running...

I am up and running on scanning in old slides. This one is from the Crisfield Crab Festival in 1971. It is a yearly festival in Crisfield, Maryland. We used to go most every year. Crabs are big in our family. From when I can remember summer meant being at the shore with my grandparents and crabs. Catching crabs in traps, moving the crabs to the live box, my grandmother getting in the water with a big basket and getting the crabs out of the livebox, and steaming and eating the crabs. Summer life revolved around crabs. We steamed them and ate them. My grandmother made "She Crab Soup" which was a vegetable soup with big pieces of crab in them. No not crab meat but chunked crabs. You ate the soup until you found a claw or a piece of crab, shell and all and pick it out and suck the crab meat out of the shells or pick the meat like you would steamed crabs. We had crab salad, like ham salad or chicken salad. We had crab cakes and fried soft crabs. And on and on. We all loved being at the shore. The house was on the water, a tributary of the Chesapeake Bay. We would take the boat out and fish. We would fish off the dock. We would swim and swim and swim. We would jump off the dock and swim around to the shore or to the ladder and climb back. We would jump off the dock and swim down three more docks to my other grandparent's home. I was lucky because both my grandparents summer homes were just down from the other. My cousins would come and we would swim.
Back to Crisfield. At the festival there were many events including a crab cooking contest, pig catching contests, crab picking contests and the highlight-crab races! You would buy a crab (live of course) and they would paint a number on it and enter it in the races. Then they would race the crabs down a specially designed track. The fastest crab wins. All crabs get cooked at the end or you can take your crab home with you. We would take ours home and cook him there.

In 1971, as a child of only one year, my crab came in 99th!! My father's came in 83rd.

The crab picking contest was also fun to watch. The contestants were usually the women who picked crabs for a living right there in Crisfield. They worked in the factories and did this day in and day out. They can pick some crabs!

3 comments:

Pearlie Girl said...

Hi, VA friend--I really enjoyed reading this post, too! I am pretty new to this whole blogging business; and it was a real treat to get a posting from the State of Virginia. I look forward to hearing your viewpoint on things and reading more of your posts. Julie (Pearlie Girl)

barefoot317 said...

My mouth is watering!!!! I want some crabs. I was wondering what this photo was, thanks for the explination..
love you!!
Jenn

The Agent of Entropy said...

Now I am hungery for so crab. Great post