Last summer I had a rather large party to which someone brought a gentleman who lives in our neighborhood named Walter. I was warned ahead of time that Walter was "different but harmless". So I was wary, but honestly I didn't see "different", I saw a well-dressed, good-looking gentleman who was a totally normal and charming, and in fact an extraordinarily helpful guest.
Then he and I had this conversation:
Walter: I want you save me all your wine corks.
Walter: No, I really mean it, I am collecting corks.
Me (thinking he's going to make Christmas wreaths or something): Sure. What are you planning to do with them?
Walter: I'm going to build a raft.
They were right: Walter WAS different.
I did not see or hear from or about Walter again, that is until last Sunday morning when the doorbell rang and there was Walter wanting the corks I had not saved for him. He said he also had something else he wanted to talk to us about, could he come in. Oh no, I thought, "Jehovahs Witness! Amway!" But I smiled and invited him in anyway. Neither was right. Instead, it seems that he's rather hyperactive (that's why he was so helpful last summer), and has decided that to fill his days he's going to start a flower business. This is 'filling' because he has to drive to Portland to get the flowers. While there a few weeks ago he ran into a guy with a commercial crabbing boat who needed crew, so he volunteered. Now he plans to extend his trips to Portland by two days, which is enough time to crew the crab boat, and returning with both flowers and crab. These are jumbo Dungeness with 8-10 inch carapaces (where 6" min is legal), says Walter. So if I would give him a mere $120 and an empty cooler with my name on it, he would bring me a dozen. I love fresh crab, and this was so much better than an Amway pitch, and $10 each is almost free, so I said Heck Yes. And then I forgot all about it.
But Bob didn't, which I found out when I tried to tell him just now that we were going to the Pickford tonight with Mark and Sue to see the PRAIRIE HOME COMPANION movie. We can't go anywhere because in 6-8 hours a crazy person is going to show up on my doorstep with 12 enormous crustaceans.
Presuming they show up, what am I going to do with all those? It'll be 9:00 or 10:00 before we get them cleaned and cooked. We'll eat one or two for dinner, and then must deal with the rest tomorrow. Clearly we'll spend the morning picking them, but then we have to preserve the crabmeat. Last summer, I froze some crab leftovers in two cup portions in ziplock bags. A few weeks ago I thawed one of them out to make crab and artichoke enchiladas. The enchiladas weren't very good--the concept worked but the crab itself was stringy-textured and had gotten extremely fishy.
So I'm hoping there's a better way to preserve both fresh flavor and texture, but I don't know what it is. Can anyone help?
My wine shopping and I have never had a problem. Just a perpetual race between the bankruptcy court and Hell.--Rogov