June 16, 2021

My dearest,

Spring summer autumn winter: What’s your favourite season?

I need not ask; I know the answer and have known for all the years we have been together. There is no time you love more than when it’s time for hairy crabs.

You tell that the Germans have devised a robot to do the notoriously labour intensive peeling of the tiny crustaceans for diners. Imagine that.

Ah, but where’s the fun in having automation rob you of the painstaking craft of breaking your precious hairy crab down, limb by limb, claw by claw. The joy in uncovering the precious, sun-coloured roe within – that’s all for you alone, not a machine!

The Germans might make it more efficient, sure, but the fun is eating these hairy crabs with you even though it takes forever. I used to mind that but now? Not so much.

Forever with you sounds like the best time ever.

Yours, ever and always.