Sometimes living in Miami can be so lame. You walk around, bragging about how big the crabs you got last night were, and people start snickering about STD’s. GEEZ GUYS, get your mind out of the gutter. Summertime in Maryland basically means watermelon, hamburgers, Blue Crabs, and corn on the cob. Yep, I said it, corn on the cob.
I don’t care what anyone says, it’s IMPOSSIBLE to spend $75 on a couple dozen crabs and NOT enjoy them with an ear of corn (smothered in pastured butter & Old Bay). Paleo shmaleo. If I drank alcohol I’d probably drink a beer with them too, but San Pellegrino hits the spot just fine. Stay classy.
This time after we finished the steamed crabs I was able to steal away with a garbage bag full of the leftover legs and shells to make crab stock, along with about 2 cups of hand-picked crab meat.
Sure, it’s like 100 degrees outside and feels like I step into somebody’s arm pit every time I go outside. What’s more important is that I get to drown myself in Maryland Crab Soup, and ohhh it tastes so good.
If you don’t know me by now then let me just fill you in on some of my diet beliefs. If these beliefs don’t coincide with yours, then just keep in mind that all of our bodies are different and process things differently, so what works for me might not work for you.
Belief #1: White potatoes aren’t from the Devil. Sure they might not be as nutritious as sweet potatoes (although they’re close !) but I’m not the biggest sweet potato fan. Therefore, instead of eating a sweet potato once a day (and shove it in every single Paleo meal, like some people) then why can’t I randomly eat a white potato without guilt? Now that’s a concept.
Belief #2: Corn isn’t as bad as wheat gluten . My body rejects gluten like WOAH, but can handle corn (buy organic to avoid gmo’s) in small portions. In fact, I’ve trained myself so that if I must have a cheat meal, I choose to go the corn route as opposed to the wheat route, because the side effects are very little. As soon as I touch wheat, however, I immediately become flushed, bloated, get a bajillion zits, and can’t poop for daaaaays. And then gluten starts me on a cycle of bad eating, crazy mood swings, and ends in me sobbing over a box of Dunkin’ Donuts homeless in an alleyway. Ok not really that dramatic, but CLOSE.
I guess the whole point of me saying this is that Maryland Crab Soup needs certain ingredients (some of which are banned in the Paleo world) and so I’m glad I use my ‘20%’ wisely.