As my appetite has been increasing these days, I've been trying to pace myself in regards to food places that I've been dying to eat at.
I mean, I remember clearly how it felt to only take a bite or two of something only to force myself to stop right after bite #3 lest I get super bloated and nauseous the rest of the night...
Great times I had in my first trimester.
So needless to say, eating was not only non-enjoyable but also saddening. I had to watch Andy scarf down awesome food masterpieces while I could only nibble on it and then tell myself "NO MAS".
But I have to admit there was a very good thing about that whole first trimester scenario:
While a few other girls I know, who are pregnant like me, gained weight immediately and excessively, I LOST weight. (And don't worry, my doctor monitored my weight loss and assured me that this didn't have an effect on the baby's growth - trust me, I made sure).
To make myself feel better -besides the fact that I was buying jeans a size SMALLER while others were already buying maternity jeans (HOLLA!!!), I decided to make a running list of places I'd eat at once my appetite came back.
And one of those places is The Boiling Crab in Garden Grove. If you didn't know about this place before...
NOW YA KNOW
This place is sooooo ridiculously delish, my mouth waters every time I think about it. And I'm not the only one. Every single person we've ever introduced to this place, has then turned around and brought their families and friends here.
Mmmhhhmmm, it's THAT good!
If you don't believe me, go there on a Tuesday or Wednesday night (when you'd think no one thinks about going out to a restaurant) and you'll have at least an hour wait. Yeah, I know.
It's always a guarantee that we'll be waiting for some period of time but it's sooo worth it!
Anywho, Andy and I were supposed to meet up with his mom and sisters (since they too are fans of this joint) but they ended up canceling on us. Obviously, this post isn't going to stop here... Andy and I decided to mosey on down there ourselves and enjoy what they missed out on.
So what makes this place so bomb-diggity???
Well, besides the perfectly seasoned Lousiana style seafood menu, this place boasts a very poppin' atmosphere. Flat screen tv's are everywhere playing sports for your viewing enjoyment. Music is blaring and the servers never disappoint in good, fast service.
Oh yeah, and did I mention there are no eating utensils or plates???
Yup, as you'll see below, everyone wears bibs and you eat with your hands. Since you can't drink your beverage without a cup, they do provide those and also napkins but that pretty much stops there.
This is how a typical meal happens at this place:
You sit down.
Your table is covered with white paper and on goes the bibs.
Then a server comes with a stainless steel tub filled with sliced limes and lemons and dumps a butt load of them directly on the paper covered table and gives every person their own condiment cupp that's filled with salt and pepper.
Now this is IMPORTANT:
When you get your cups with salt and pepper and the limes/lemons, you squeeze the lime/lemon juice into the salt and pepper cups to make your "dipping sauce". This is what will make this place go from awesome to spectacular.
Should you order fries, they bring those in a basket and give you a bottle of ketchup. You would then proceed to squeeze ketchup straight onto the table and dip away until your main food comes.
When your food arrives, everything comes in clear plastic bags. They repeat your order for accuracy and then drop the bag on your table and walk away...
Then it's just dig in time... peel the shrimp, crack those crab legs, dip in your "sauce" and you have now entered food heaven!!!
Truly a dining experience worth sharing and repeating!!!
So what makes this place so bomb-diggity???
Well, besides the perfectly seasoned Lousiana style seafood menu, this place boasts a very poppin' atmosphere. Flat screen tv's are everywhere playing sports for your viewing enjoyment. Music is blaring and the servers never disappoint in good, fast service.
Oh yeah, and did I mention there are no eating utensils or plates???
Yup, as you'll see below, everyone wears bibs and you eat with your hands. Since you can't drink your beverage without a cup, they do provide those and also napkins but that pretty much stops there.
This is how a typical meal happens at this place:
You sit down.
Your table is covered with white paper and on goes the bibs.
Then a server comes with a stainless steel tub filled with sliced limes and lemons and dumps a butt load of them directly on the paper covered table and gives every person their own condiment cupp that's filled with salt and pepper.
Now this is IMPORTANT:
When you get your cups with salt and pepper and the limes/lemons, you squeeze the lime/lemon juice into the salt and pepper cups to make your "dipping sauce". This is what will make this place go from awesome to spectacular.
Should you order fries, they bring those in a basket and give you a bottle of ketchup. You would then proceed to squeeze ketchup straight onto the table and dip away until your main food comes.
When your food arrives, everything comes in clear plastic bags. They repeat your order for accuracy and then drop the bag on your table and walk away...
Then it's just dig in time... peel the shrimp, crack those crab legs, dip in your "sauce" and you have now entered food heaven!!!
Truly a dining experience worth sharing and repeating!!!
SOOOO... Should you ever decide to go there yourself and test my food preferences, here's what we usually order. I guarantee you won't go wrong with these guys...
~ Ragin' Cajun Shrimp (MILD)
(you can only order by the pound so we usually order a pound per person and always have leftovers - which are just as delish the next day)
~ Corn on the Cob (it goes in the bag of shrimp)
~ Potatoes (also goes in the bag of shrimp)
~ Cajun Seasoned Fries (MILD)
(we order about 1 basket for every 2 people - they are that good)
We've also tried the King Crab legs and oysters but one thing to ALWAYS get is the shrimp.
I DIE.
Deliciousness is back in my vocabulary. But I promised I'd pace myself on that running list.
(Lest I catch up to all those other pregnant girls in maternity pants).
Until my next foodie conquest...
