It's crab season. Live blue crabs, fresh from the supermarket. Usually it's my father who does the preparation, but I guess it's about time I did it. He doesn't get it as clean as I'd like, and despite what he thinks, cleaning crabs isn't as hard as it seems.
The trick is to know their blind spots. Pick them up from behind, and they're helpless. People usually only brush the outside, but like a shrimp, you have to get rid of any waste inside the body. Fold back the rounded part on the backside of the crab. At this point, it'll really start struggling and kicking. Press down, and there's this black line of excrement that shoots out. Get rid of it all, because you definitely don't want to be eating shit.
Look at this monster: A big one that didn't put up much of a fight.
It was this little f*cker that was the most trouble. Never underestimate the little ones. This one was a terror - f*cker almost bit me a couple of times and I was struggling to hold its claws down.
Look at it: 2/3 the size of most of the other crabs and it's clearly the most aggressive. Climbed right out of the bowl.