About once a year I get the urge to write about my brother, who was killed six years ago today. I’ve posted about his love for protein shakes and about the time he told a girl he had a pot roast in the oven so he could get off of the phone.
I thought these were the only connections I could make between my brother and food, so this year I planned to post only a picture of us as kids. I love this shot for its 80s references (Rainbow Brite, Ms. Piggy, headbands, Reebox), for our dress-up clothes, and for the fact that Pat is laughing and I am smiling and we are having a good bit of fun. Together.
Then I remembered that we had most of our fun together at the beach in Ocean City. Other than hot dogs and peanut butter crackers made with Sociables, there was one meal we always had at the beach: Maryland crab soup.
My family had crab soup on our annual one-week vacations. The way I remember it, my grandfather would go crabbing on the Bay and bring his catch back to the condo in his cooler. My grandmother would then pick the crabs and make the soup with crab shells and beef broth and packages of frozen peas, carrots, and corn. Or, if my grandfather didn’t catch anything, which I think happened in later years, they would buy the crabs.
I never ate this soup though, and I’d bet money that Pat didn’t either. Being from Baltimore, I’m ashamed to say this, but we were not crab people. To this day, I do not love picking crabs. After Pat died, I learned he didn’t either.
And he hit the reason why right on the head. My mom told me he once said he thought picking crabs was too much work for too little reward. I completely agree.
Still, today I will take a seat at the brown paper-covered table when my family gets crabs. I will even participate, breaking off the claws of an Old Bay-crusted crab first, then using my knife to pry open the main shell and to scrape away the intestines and the mustard. I will even eat the meat inside and think it tastes good, a bit sweet from the meat and spicy from the Old Bay.
But after one or two crabs I’m done. It is too much work.
I much prefer to eat crab meat as part of a meal, either as a topping for fried green tomatoes, in a crab salad with oranges and herbs, and or in Maryland crab soup.
The two former meals are a bit too light for my brother, but I like to think he would eat crab soup with me if he was here today. Maybe the two of us would enjoy a bowl in the kitchen at the beach while the rest of my family sits at the table, working hard at picking their crabs.
Maryland Crab Soup
This is my grandmother’s non-recipe for crab soup, one that she still makes every year in the summer. It’s just a guide really, so it’s a perfect “recipe” for those who don’t like to follow directions in the kitchen. I recommend buying crab meat at the seafood or grocery store. It’s much less work.
Unfortunately, the last thing I want to eat is soup these days. It’s just too hot. So that’s why this posts lacks a picture. But you can imagine the soup: a rich crab and beef broth seasoned with spicy Old Bay and filled with vegetables and sweet lumps of crab. It’s kind of like a minestrone soup for Marylanders.
Crab shells
Beef broth, homemade or store-bought
Soup bones (beef bones)
1 14-ounce can tomatoes, diced or pureed
Cabbage
Celery
Onions
1 bag (or more) of frozen peas, carrots, and corn
Crab meat (either backfin meat, if you like lumps of crab, or claw meat)
Add your crab shells, beef broth, and soup bones to a large soup pot or Dutch oven, enough to nearly fill the pot. Bring the broth to a boil, then reduce to low heat. Add the tomatoes, cabbage, celery, and onions, and simmer for one hour. Remove the crab shells and soup bones.
Stir in one bag of frozen vegetables (we like peas, carrots, and corn) and let them defrost for a few minutes. Run your fingers through the crab meat to check for shells, and discard any that you find. To finish, stir in the crab meat and cook until heated through. “And then you have to put some Old Bay in it, to give it some flavor,” my grandmother says. So add Old Bay to taste and serve.
If you have a recipe for Maryland crab soup, please feel free to link to it in the comments section.







I’m bookmarking your recipe for a cooler day
It sounds really tasty! I loved the story you linked to about your brother and protein shakes.
I love this–you bring tears to my eyes–, I just passed one year of losing my brother (http://www.babfeasts.com/2012/05/calendar-watch.html). Food connections are really good connections. Thanks for sharing this. Now I will think of you when I have crab next time.
While I like crab with Old Bay, hammers and newspaper, I really REALLY love soft shell crabs–No work, all crab…mmm. Now THAT”S the way to eat crab.
What a great picture and good way to remember Pat…I cried….I know he is looking at this picture and laughing his head off..I love you
Sorry I did not realize you were still logged in …previous post from me
Great picture, Jen! Look how little Pat was! Wonderful story remembering Pat!
It is so amazing how your articles can so delicately weave narrative with cookbook writing. I enjoyed the description, “[i]t’s kind of like a minestrone soup for Marylanders. I know this is a tough weekend for you and I am so glad you had the courage to write this article in the midst of the emotion.
Jen Buszi and Aunt Jo loved your picture with Pat. I am glad your mom told me about it. I hope you get this as I am doing it again
Thanks for sharing your picture of you and Pat…brings back memories…miss him always.
Thanks so much to everyone who read this little story and to my family and friends for stopping by (Jess, Barb, Irene, Ryan, and my mom, posing as me). That means a lot.
Jennifer, You asked, although I cannot find the email or the comment, if my brother really did bake bread as I describe and yes, absolutely! In the end, I made homemade pizza on that day, May 20, and I think I will probably either do that or bake a loaf every May 20 for as long as I live…it is a wonderful way for me to remember him..
@barbfreda: Baking bread in honor of your brother sounds like a great way to remember all the good times you had with him. Lovely idea.
Thank you for sharing these memories with us, Jen. I always remember him and I think of you and your family. The one thing that comes to mind is love.
Being a marylander myself I love maryland crab soup as well, my dad and I went on a taste test of Maryland crab soup one summer in ocean city, we liked the one we made at home the best, I’m sure your grandma’s is up there. I love those fun memories of childhood and you are rockin’ in that hat.