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Sunday, January 23, 2005

Crab!

I was invited to Carmen and Stephen's for a steamboat lunch today. It was a rather typical cozy and laid-back affair except for a few moments of frantic excitement when we were trying to figure out how to kill 3 crabs with a single chopstick, a chopper and 5 pairs of clumsy hands. I'm happy to report that we managed with reasonable success in the end, although at one point in time, Sam wanted to try flushing them to death in the toilet.

Actually it was Ian, our Australian Agilent colleague (and an excellent photographer by the way) who wielded the chopper like a pro, quickly disecting the crabs into smaller parts for our gastronomy pleasure, and simply disregarding Sam's fingers on the cutting board the whole while. Fortunately, no one was hurt except pitiful crustaceans.

Still on a high after his massacre, Ian went on to the dining table to tell a bunch of helpless crabsticks that he had just killed their cousins. After which, he dunked them into hot boiling soup as if to wipe off the entire crab clan.

My, someone remind me never to offend an Australian.

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