Last night, Cail sent me a link to a NYT review of a Greenwich Village restaurant called Choptank.
The restaurant seems to be a mediocre spot with great fries (Thrasher-style), supposedly good crab cakes (I'd have to taste them first to confirm) and some lacrosse sticks on the walls.
I like a lacrosse stick as much as the next Severna Park girl, and Old Bay is certainly my favorite spice, but I'm surprised that there's a market for this sort of thing anyplace outside of, well, Maryland.
Also surprising: the reviewer's reference to cream of crab soup as "crab chowder" (he doesn't seem to know that it's also a Maryland specialty) and the fact that Natty Boh doesn't ship that far north. And the reviewer's suggestion that Hopkins dorm rooms are great examples of preppy Maryland decor (apparently the reviewer believes the JHU lacrosse team is typical of its student population?). But I do like that the crab dip is described as "out of a Junior League cookbook," since the Annapolis Junior League cookbook is exactly where I'd look for any crab-related recipe.
Sadly unsurprising, though: multiple references to The Wire. But I should be used to that by now, shouldn't I?
[Photo credit: Daniel Krieger for New York Times]