We're a bit late to take a water taxi over to West Seattle tonight, but we're meeting our friend Sara for dinner at The Crab Pot soon anyways, and so stroll the waterfront shops before stopping in a bar to refresh ourselves while we wait.
We encountered a store called Ye Olde Curiosity Shoppe that has existed since 1899 (so claimed), and its "Zoo-Illogical Exhibit" of creative taxidermy-- including a jackalope, four-legged chicken, old-world mermaid, plus some actual collected zoological fauna. Pretty neat little store, but even at 50% off, we're not buying. Maybe another time.
Later: Sara was joined by her daughter Julia, her daughter's boyfriend Steven, and their friend Jed. Tossed in with the three of us, especially Nate who is always handy with a witty rejoinder, it became improv night at the dinner table. Always a fun crowd, and though I usually tend to sit on the sidelines absorbing the atmosphere in my own quiet way, I feel better for knowing all of them and take joy in the honest laughter such friendship inspires.
The Crab Pot is an interesting place to eat: the seafood is splayed directly onto butcher paper spread across the table, in a hands-on buffet of crab, mussels, shrimp, red potatoes, and corn cob ends. All that stands between your clean shirt and this shellfish bedlam is a thin bib, while a crab fork and wooden mallet serve as your only utensils. The food was delicious, unsurprising for a coastal city, especially the crab (my personal favorite).
We made a right mess, thwacking away with zeal, and loved every minute of it.
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