God's Greatest Convenience Food

You can believe in evolution or intelligent design or spaghetti monster theory, I don't care. Someone or something created the shrimp. It comes complete with its own package, it can be steamed or, forget it, go rent Forrest Gump for a list of shrimp's versatility. This is how we lay it down on the East Side. Ocean City, Maryland, Baby!



Tonight, I steamed it, tossed it with Old Bay seasoning, then lovingly rested it on a bed of shaved ice with a couple of succulent lemon wedges and a homemade cocktail sauce of 1/3 prepared horseradish and 2/3 catsup.
That's it. Step back and bask in the glow.