When I was growing up, my Uncle Sonny trapped lobsters and crabs from his boat just outside Boston Harbor. In those days the Atlantic was teeming with "water bugs" and he and my Aunt Franny always had a freezer full of lovely crustaceans. I was a kid, and, unfortunately, I thought lobsters and crabs were gross. Every time we stopped by their house for a visit, my uncle would offer some of his catch. No thanks, I thought as I popped peanut M&Ms into my mouth. I didn't start eating seafood until I was twenty-one. Now I love, love, love all of the ocean's creatures…on my plate! I’m definitely making up for lost time.



