
© irene waters 2018

© irene waters 2018

© irene waters 2018
© irene waters 2018
© irene waters 2018
© irene waters 2018
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If you hadn’t titled this, I wouldn’t have known what it is. A crab pot – so very cool. Though I bet some folks are thinking, yum, dinner, but I don’t care for the taste of crab.
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I like the taste of crab but I couldn’t be bothered with the effort of eating one. So fiddly. The calories burnt whilst struggling for your meal make you feel as though you are still in need of a meal.
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Now I’m laughing. Poor crabs – built those huge housing around themselves but still are plenty of fiddly folks willing to tear them apart – OK, getting too grisly.
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Yes too grisly. I’ll never forget the time we tried to cook some live slipper lobsters. Neither of us could do it and then one dropped on the floor and I screamed at Roger – “now you’ve broken him.” We were about to return them to the sea when our cook arrived and we left him to cook the poor little things. They were delicious by the way.
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I didn’t know that crab pots were a thing. If you hadn’t included a pic, I would have assumed that it was the latest hot entree at Red Lobster. 😉
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LOL. We get mud crabs here and we aren’t regulated enough to stop whoever wants to putting his pot in to catch his dinner. They seem to be all over the place.
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We call those crawfish around this way! 😉
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Wondering if we call them crayfish Jo.
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Very different from a lobster pot! I keep thinking it would make a nice wall decoration!
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Perhaps a lightshade.
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Interesting. Not a contraption or industry I’m familiar with.
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Used for catching mud crabs. Ours are all just people wanting a crab meal. Industry hasn’t taken over yet so there have been no forced regulations. Hopefully not enough to put the crab population at risk.
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That reminds me of places that catch crawdads for eating.
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I’ve never heard of a crawdad but perhaps it is what we call a crayfish.
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Yep! Same critter!
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