In a little while we’re off to go party like it’s 2006. Woo! After we arrive my children will go run with a pack of feral minors, and I won’t see them again until it’s time to leave. I’ll go hang out with the grown-ups, and charm folks with my habit of saying smooth things like “I have crabs! Crabs DIP! HAHAHA!”
But it’s REALLY good crab dip. I promise. It’s served with squares of melba toast, which are merely a vehicle for getting the dip from the dish to your mouth. It’s a scientific fact that when the melba toast runs out, it can be replaced with chips of cardboard and no one will even notice.
Here’s to all good things in 2006. Or at least plenty of good snacks.