Yesterday morning I drove down highway 1 to Princeton Harbor in search of live crab for Thanksgiving dinner. I try and do this every year. There is something so comforting about tradition. My dad started the crab tradition when I was just a little kid. He would take me down to the harbor. Buying directly off the boats. I have so much respect and admiration for the crabbers. Such brutal work for a living, they deserve every penny. If you have the chance, always buy direct and local.