of soft shells.
We practiced due diligence. We called a day ahead. “Do you have soft shell crabs on the menu?” we asked. “We don’t have boiled crabs but we do have soft shells.” we were told.
So the following day we headed off to Benno’s on the Beach, a—there’s only one way to describe it—fish shack on the east end of Seawall Boulevard in Galveston, TX.
So we took our place in line, and suddenly I noticed that there was no mention on the menu of soft shell crabs. This isn’t good. “Do you have a fall back position in case they don’t have the soft shells?” I asked Chuck. And a fall back was needed because we learned that they were out of the soft shells but now had the boiled crabs. In less than twenty-four hours the situation had completely reversed. Go figure.
“…having (only) one claw (if the other one is harvested) will enable the crab to obtain greater amounts of food in a shorter amount of time (than if it had no claws at all)…. The quicker the crab can obtain the energy required to molt and grow its lost claw, the sooner this renewable delicacy will have another claw to replace the missing one” (myfwc.com/fishing/saltwater/recreational/stone-crabs).
Once the shell was removed, the claw could be swiped through the garlic butter. Butter then ran down my hands and flavored the cuffs of my long sleeved t-shirt. Butter then ran down my chin and dripped onto the table. But the butter was also put to another use.
The fries were good but, I am not a fan of Benno’s cole slaw. I didn’t care for it last year and still didn’t this year. But then there were the hush puppies.
Do you remember the poem “There Was a Little Girl” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow?
There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good
She was very very good,
And when she was bad she was horrid.
Well, the same can be said about hush puppies. When they are good they are very good and when they are bad they are horrid. Benno’s jalapeno studded hush puppies are very, very good and they were made better—as Chuck discovered—when dredged through the garlic butter in the bottom of my plate. Then he tried the same with his fries. Fortunately there was enough butter for both my crab claws and his fries and hush puppies.
While we were disappointed by the soft shell shortage, we still managed to enjoy a good 4.0 Addie meal.
To review the role of Adler and the Addie rating system, read the November 14, 2011 blog.