GARLIC CRABS ANYONE?
Hey Darlings! Guess what? I’m back with another experience/review. So here’s what happened. My friend and I (the one who visited Hattie Marie’s with the other day…Click here to read my thoughts) decided to head to try Wats Crackin Garlic Crabs after church this past Sunday. As we’re heading to the restaurant keep in mind that we have no idea what to expect. The GPS guides us to our destination and upon arrival we pull in to what appears to be a tiny little house that I believe was once a very successful bakery a few years ago but that’s a whole nother story.
I’m a true southern girl from Savannah who loves fresh seafood so the appearance of seafood establishments don’t surprise me. I’ve traveled the world and there isn’t much that I haven’t seen. As we walked up to the front door I immediately noticed that it was indeed a full house. Hey! When the establishment is jammed packed the food has to be good right?
Once we walked through the doors you could tell that you were going to be in for a treat. We’ll at least I hoped that we were since there was already a semi long line inside. I can imagine that the people who were sitting must have been waiting for a long time. I soon found out once it was my turn to stand at the golden counter to place my order.
Since this was my first visit of course I was going to try their garlic crabs. After all that what their famous for right? Just a FYI the lady at the counter was super helpful. I told her that it was my first time and she guided me through everything that they had to offer and even provided me with a sample of their seafood salad. The ordering process was seamless and once my order was placed she told me that it would be at least 30 minutes which in my opinion is normal when you have a jammed pack restaurant cooking to order. Trust me they make sure that you understand that there will be a wait. Here’s a sign that was posted in the waiting area.
IS IT WORTH THE WAIT?
I know you all are saying “WAIT”. Yes Darlings! The “BEST THINGS COME TO THOSE WHO WAIT”! I patiently waited sat and waited for them to call my name. Finally after about 35 minutes they called McIvy and I jumped up so high because I wanted to be among the many that grabbed their bag and admired how high their plates were stacked as they walked out. YES! It was my turn and I was so happy. Listen! I was so excited that I had to wait until I was home to even sample my food. Trust me its a Southern Thing especially if you were raised “On the water” as my grandmother would say meaning that you lived so close to the water that you could literally go crabbing, shrimping or fishing for your own food. Growing up all we ate was seafood, that’s one thing that I miss about home. I know that your ready to see my plate right?