Those who know me well know that I love seafood. It’s a running joke amongst family and friends that if it comes from the ocean. I’ll eat it. So, it’s no surprise that I enjoy seafood buffets. In fact, friends will call and ask for my recommendations. I guess it’s because they know that I’ve eaten at seafood buffets from Calabash, N.C. to Georgetown County. My going to The Giant Crab Seafood Restaurant was not by accident. A friend of mine suggested that I go there. Having never gone there, I decided to try it. Besides, it had been at least two months since I had all the crab legs I could eat. Located in Restaurant Row, the Giant Crab has, of all things, on its roof … a giant crab. He’s a friendly sorta chap donning a sailor’s cap and his name is Tommy. Though Tommy seemed amicable enough, that didn’t stop me from wanting to crack open a few of his relatives. Just as inviting as Tommy was the hostess. She didn’t give you the company line, “Hi, welcome to blah, blah, blah.” Instead, she asked about my health and gave her opinion on how the weather was going to be for the rest of the day. As she showed me to my seat, she pointed out popular features on the 170-item buffet and urged me to ask for whatever else I may have needed. She then, turned me over to my waitress. After a quick drink order, I spent more than a few minutes just looking at the well-stocked salad bar and dinner buffet. Of course, I wouldn’t be able to “sample” it all … so, I decided to stick to what I knew best … seafood. I know it’s cliché to say it had, “everything from prime rib to crab legs.” To be honest, any seafood buffet worth its weight in melted butter will have prime rib and crab legs as well as fried shrimp, scallops and oysters. And, for good measure, most of them have chicken, corn on the cob, and barbeque ribs. The Giant Crab went a little further with a Hibachi bar and a kid’s corner that has hot dogs, pizza and chicken tenders. Consequently, for me, it’s not the number of items on the buffet that separates the good from the best, it’s the taste. What good is it to have “everything from prime ribs to crab legs,” if the prime rib taste like it’s been warmed over or to crack open a crab leg and find a soggy salty mess? The answer is … it’s no good. At the Giant Crab, dishes were grilled, baked, sautéed, fried and steamed, and flavor was the order of the day. Not just sprinkled with Old Bay or some other seafood spices, the seafood was seasoned. Not salty or bland. The baked fish had flavor. Lightly battered shrimp, fish and scallops didn’t require gobs of tarter or cocktail sauce. Everything tasted good. I especially liked that the steamed oysters were juicy and required “slurping.” But, before this begins to sound like an advertisement, the fried calamari wasn’t as crisp as I like and the stuffed clams were a bit chewy. But, they “tasted” good. What about the crab legs, you ask? Well, they were delectable – freshly steamed and “crackable.” (That’s my litmus test for crab legs … if they crack open … I know they are fresh.) I cracked, dipped and cracked and dipped. No waiting in a long line to get them … three bins stacked high met the demand. I have one criticism of my visit to The Giant Crab; I wasn’t able to get to the dessert. I had to pass up cake, pie, cobbler and ice cream. Well, may be the next time. I’m more than sure I’ll be visiting Tommy again.