Every year my baseball buddies and I mark the end of the World Series with the beginning of stone crab season. Last night, less than 24 hours after the Sox claimed the title, we were seated at Truluck’s on McKinney for their Monday night all-you-can eat extravaganza. (Truluck’s used to be the only stone crab show in town but I hear Oceanaire Seafood Room serves them as well.) Anywhoo, my friends, affectionately known as Ricky and Grumpy, went for new personal records. Our poor (darling) waitress worked her butt off—in the end my dynamic duo downed a total of 31 claws (mix of medium and large). “Did we set the restaurant record?” asked the Grumpster. “Not a chance,” said the waitress. “The guy next to you just ate a 12-ounce filet, two side dishes, and 26 claws all by himself.” We ordered chocolate cake and celebrated anyway. BTW, a few years ago I wrote that Truluck’s serves the best chocolate cake in town. And it is. Tomorrow, a great burger I found in an unusual place.
