ell, I am missing out, and feeling pretty bummed out about it. Every year my grandfather hosts a Crab Feast in Annapolis, Maryland with the star of the party a bushel(s) of scrumptious, juicy, Maryland Crabs. Maryland is famous for their crabs,and rightly so, YUMMO! Ever since I can remember this has been a family tradition, July/August we all gather for a day of family and crabs. My immediate family made the trek from South Carolina crossing the mason dixon into crab country. The tables (old wooden card tables) are set with newspaper, and all of the cracking tools, a roll of paper towels, and a pile of crabs. We all sit around and pick, and eat, pick and eat, until we just can't stand it any more. My mouth is watering as I write!
As any card carrying Marylander knows, there IS a proper way to pick crabs...it is a right of passage for a an Eisele child to be able to pick their own crab. I remember my grandfather would sit over us until we knew the right way, and then we were able to work on picking on our own (his generation does not want children wasting perfectly good crab!) He still keeps a watchful eye today, and if he feels you have wasted any, he will call you out! I hope my family had a great day! I wish we could have been there.
Here is a bit of crab feast eye candy, via the girls at Design Sponge. 
THis table is gorgeous! Look at those lights.
THis table is gorgeous! Look at those lights. |
| Dahlias are so pretty, and the invites are perfect. Notice the use of butcher paper instead of newspaper, very chic. |
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| I am feeling like my husband would really like the beer idea! |
Crab feasts really are an easy AND FUN way to entertain! Come on, the summer isn't over yet...This is inspiring, I feel a party coming on! I am feeling better alread
--Gretchen
ust imagine the ingenius person who first came up with this. So creative...I love the graphic and sculptural aspect of these fountains. It took me a little while to figure out how they work...I refrained from immediately finding out on the internet, once I thought I had the answer, I confirmed with my old friend google.
have said it before and I will say it again...."It is HOT, Damn HOT" (has anyone seen Good Morning Vietnam, I am saying it like Robin Williams said it in that movie.) Everything planted is WILTING faster than we can water. I started to think about watering cans and all of the options out there, from the antique to the super modern, there are so many sizes shapes and colors. It might make watering all of those wilting plants just a little more fun.
very summer we look forward to watching the Tour de France. It all started, for me at least, with the 7 year winning streak of Lance Armstrong. My husband is an avid cyclist...and in another time I was too (I like to call myself a former radical chic) Anyhoo, the Tour comes to a close today, congratulations to Alberto Contador.
t is so HOT here that going outside is miserable! I thought I would have a sew day...or couple hours yesterday. Since it is HOT, the children are inside, so my productivity level isn't exactly steller, but it made me happy, and it was just the punch of color my living room needed. As my daughter said. "Mommy does that pillow stand for Ophganorse":) Why, honey, yes it does!
