Aiyah. I was thinking of saying fuck it all, but then some auntie (or uncle, I dunno) said that I was a bad influence on her kid, so I decided to take some photos of Eric torturing some crabs instead.

Damn. Did I just say the four-letter word again? Sorry sorry! I keep forgetting that immature people read this blog too. But anyway. I eat crabs! I love crabs! Mudcrabs especially. Damn hard to prepare… but fortunately I don't have to lift a finger when it comes to the preparation.

This is the naughty crab that kept on scrambling away when Eric tried to brush its body.

Mudcrabs are terribly dirty, so you've to use an old toothbrush to brush the dirt away. I took a silent video of Eric cleaning the crabs and dumping them into the boiling water. Then I took off the video after I saw that 'Eh afturds PETA come after you then you know' comment. Now let me tell you this: the crabs were fresh when they went into the wok. Then they DIED before I ate them. I don't know crab language to know whether they did a 'lemme out lemme out' dance in the pot. But scroll down and please tell me which part of the crab looks alive to you?

Nevermind. Here's the video again, all because Eric is a real sweetie for cooking for me!

Thanks to YouTube for the video hosting!

This is what the crabs look like after they're boiled. Yummy!

This is what they serve at Marie France Bodyline and this makes you slim! (I chopped the garlic, to be drizzled with soya sauce and used as a dip.)

Sometimes, they add some sort of blackened liquid to the concoction so that you get out of the slimming centre looking like Christy Chung.

There's Eric and my mother de-clawing the crabs for the scrumptious meal. Oh, BTW, I told Mum about the blog, showed her the papers and showed her the letter from the Auntie, and you know what Mum said?

'You sure you still a virgin ah?'

Aiyoh. Which part of me looked devirginized to you?

Mothers. But anyway. She thought the whole blogging concept was fantastic and she loved the Bedtime Stories. Which means, yay yay, I can still go on being verbally explicit!

Here are the claws, banged and castrated. Haha. Ready to be eaten.

And this! Ooh! High in cholestrol, but VERY VERY YUMMY!

Crabs are my favourite seafood. Absolutely!

Now you know what you can belanja me to everytime you want to, erm, pick me up and take me out for dinner.