Now that I am a WKR…

When you’ve only lived inland and the closest thing to seafood was red lobster or long John silvers you tend to avoid all seafood

This is not quite right.

The truth is, when you've only lived inland, you might think RL and LJS *is* seafood.

Then when you go somewhere that has real seafood, you go, "Damn, Marge ... I kinda miss paying four times less for something just as tasty."

And when you get back home, you pray your local Red Lobster or LJS hasn't announced it's closing down, because that trip to the coast to eat the freshest of rubbery shrimp or the least overly-seasoned flounder for a hundred miles at Chez Dockside was damn expensive, especially after the game warden informed you that your buddy told you wrong about "seagull season."
 
When you’ve only lived inland and the closest thing to seafood was red lobster or long John silvers you tend to avoid all seafood

Rule of thumb is no seafood more than 50 miles from the coast. Also calamari is what my food eats, not an appetizer, they also turn red when they are pissed.

I just realized that I am a WKR and I also have no idea when it happened.
 
We'll be on the coast Friday digging razors. Mmm, can't wait to gobble some down. Fresh fried razor diggers are like nothing else. And the syphons made in the instant pot with cream, taters, onions a celery, oh I'm getting hungry.
 
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