Not too long ago, I made a promise to two crabs. My mother and I had just returned from Kampung Bako and we brought back two live crabs and some dead prawns. The poor little crabs were put in the sink in the kitchen, and I felt pity for them. The poor things would die so I could enjoy their flesh. So I made them a promise, that I would immortalise them in exchange. So I took pictures of them, and now I am keeping my promise by uploading them onto my blog. Rest in peace little crabs.
Here’s the female crab:
And here’s the male. He’s an old grandpa with barnacles all over.
Close up view of Grandpa:
Grandpa, ready to be eaten:
Female ready to be eaten:
Grandpa was really tasty too:
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