Britney, I can relate

I'm still up in Maryland. I've decided to stay the weekend and make a trip out to D.C. since I'm like 30 mintues away. I'm off tomorrow and will stay there tomorrow night. It's supposed to get down to 19 degrees here tonight. That is freakin cold.

I was talking to some of my class mates today and they mentioned this seafood hole in the wall restaurant that has some really good crab. Apparently, the Baltimore area is known for crabs. Haha, I said CRABS.

Okay, enough of the childish thoughts... CRABS!!!

So, I went searching for this place for dinner tonight. After circling around (damn area has no feeder roads). Once you get on the highway, your on it. Ain't no getting off. I had to travel like eight miles to U-turn around becuase I missed the restaurant the first time. An hour later, I finally arrive at the place. No shit, it was this local hole in the wall. It was also a big hang out for local drunks. They didn't have any room in the non-smoking area and the bar area looked like a really bad night of "Cheers". I kept looking for Shelly Long or Woody, but didn't see either of them.

So, I order the crab cake meal. This thing was no cake. It was more like a crab softball. It was huge. It came with cole slaw and fries. Hhmmm, so far so good. I tried the cole slaw first. My god, that's some good ass cole slaw. Seriously, like the best cole slaw I've ever had in my life. I wanted to bottle it up and take it home with me; it was that good.

The fries were next. Hhmm... they're okay. You really could only do so much with fries. Now on to the Sebastian softball.

Good Lord this can't be food. The heavenly bliss that touched my tongue was like nothing I have ever tasted in my life. I swear I must have left a wet spot in that chair because it was orgasmic. Everyone in the place must have been staring at the "crazy" guy.

I just sat there. I would take a bite and let out this big ass smile. I would mumble something to myself. I honestly don't remember what I was saying or thinking at that moment. My only thought was "Must have more of it in my mouth now". They must have laced it with crack or heroin. It was addictive.

If you're ever in the Baltimore area, you must eat at Gunnie's Seafood. Damn it, I could go for some more of that damn crab right now. It just ain't right, I tell ya.

Damn it, I have this need to shave my head and check into rehab over this damn crab.