CRABS
You haven't worn a bib in awhile. Or hit someone. (Good job.) And now that the surf is dying down, you deserve to let loose.
Introducing Hammer and Claw's only All-You-Can-Eat Crab Feast, located at the infamous Tunnel. Yes, the tunnel. Now, where 10 years ago you rubbed shoulders with fairies, club kids, Lisa Edelstein, trannys and undoubtably dodged a sure venereal disease or two, now you create the type of camaraderie that comes only with cracking claws, not popping pills. The guests of honor will be blue crabs, bathed in vinegar, beer, and Old-Bay seasoning and set out amongst ears of corn for your pounding pleasure.
Looking at a bag of Kanikko in a supermarket, I’d probably think it was some type of children’s snack. The friendly and inviting décor of the bag resembles something one would find in a toy store or at least find some type of prize at the bottom. From a distance, the contents of the bag resemble funny-shaped pretzels. Up close…they are most definitely NOT pretzels.
Kanikko, a Japanese snack, are actually miniature crabs. No, not crab cakes or pretzels with crab in them - they are real crabs that were once swimming around in a body of water somewhere in Asia. And folks, they are crunchy (not that the outside of a crab would be soft or anything, but hey). They are sweet and salty and can be found in Asian supermarkets around the five boroughs such as Sakura-Ya in Forest Hills, Queens and Aji Ichiban down in Chinatown.
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