The locals seem to drift in and out with the tide on this or any other Sunday. The boaters safely parking in an empty slip or become saddened when there are none available. They don't come to watch a T.V. as most of them are CRT's and don't work anymore. If you gotta have TV go across the Hwy to Catchers and Hooters. These things is what creates the atmosphere at this Crab Shack. Your almost disconnected from the world and almost in another time. Just open up your imagination and witness for yourself those now extinct Florida Native tribes in their Cedar/cypress canoes. Can you see them in the quiet morning mists of your mind as I can?
This quote was written @
The Crab Shack
5430 Baylea ave.
Port Richey, Fl. 34668
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