@ Babalaas- Wow! Talk about savoring the flavor! I have a crab story from when I was growing up, but we never ate them (I don't think).
I spent my early childhood years in Jamaica, and during certain times of the year, the islands land crabs migrate to the ocean to breed. When this happens there are mangrove crabs everywhere (Usually during a full moon).
These little buggers spend most of their time in the mangrove forests and jungle near the coast, making them excellent climbers. If we would forget to close our windows at night, we would end up with gigantic crabs scurrying around our house.
All I really remember about them are the nights I would awaken to crabs scurrying across the floor. They are fast, and they can PINCH! I would often lay there listening for the ticking of their feet, hoping that no crabs were hiding out under my bed.