Mud Crab Sandwiches at The Spit, Queensland
Whenever we can, Bear and I drive over to the coast of Queensland to sit or walk on the beach and soak up sunshine, brisk salty wind, and lusciously invigorating seawater. So when it came time to celebrate Bear’s birthday, we simply had to go back, this time to a part of the coast I’ve never seen before: The Spit.
I think it’s my new favorite spot, especially mid-week on a blustery Autumn day when there’s hardly anyone there but us.
The rocky coastline reminds me of my beloved Pacific Coast in British Columbia, Washington, Oregon, and California where I spent so many happy times when I lived in the US. Especially when the wind is billowing and waves are crashing wildly against the rocks.
Isn’t the sky wonderful?! I had to keep stopping to look up at it, mesmerized by the color and the clouds.
There’s so much to look at on The Spit. Gorgeous yachts motor past, flying fish flutter above the waves, and the boulders are dotted with fishermen casting rods, hoping for something delicious to take home for dinner.
This fisherman made a haul of fat, glossy mackerel tuna. Apparently most people just use these fish as bait, but I’m told that if you prepare it similar to ceviche by soaking it in vinegar, onions, garlic, and chilies for an hour, it’s pretty darn fantastic. You can also marinate it in soy sauce, sake, and shallots, or smoke it for fish jerky. I hope to try it one day.
The Spit is a place to invigorate you as the wind buffets and the waves splatter with salt water. You want to clamber over rocks and explore, strike up conversations with people you don’t know from Adam, and generally feel pleased as punch to be alive.
We absolutely loved it and cannot wait to return.
Before long all that walk and fresh air made us good and hungry, so we ambled back along The Spit, smiling and nodding hello to others similarly occupied.
We passed the dunes and decided that next time we’ll take the trail through the lowlands to see what we can see.
We made our way to the Seaway Kiosk, thankful again that our mid-week visit gave us the peace and quiet of no crowds. We chatted with the cheery waitress, ordered our sandwiches, and sat down in plastic chairs to sip our drinks and wait.
The Seaway Kiosk is not a fancy place. There’s nothing posh or elegant, and you won’t find pristine linens or sparkling glassware. I’m so glad. It’s the kind of place you can walk into with sandy bare feet and wet hair, sitting down in your swimsuit with your mates for some good, simple food before dashing off to the beach again.
The food isn’t flash either. There are no sides or dressings, no artisan loaves or aioli. Nope, you choose two slices of bread (white, wheat, or multigrain) that are slathered with butter and topped with fresh mud crab. You can add lemon and salt, and that’s it. I loved it. So often crab is hidden beneath sauces or toppings, but in the sandwich, all you taste is the sweet mud crab. Delicious.
It was a beautiful day, a wonderful way to celebrate Bear, this man who is my hero in so many ways. I feel so grateful to get to spend this life with him, to have a best friend and true partner, someone who doesn’t give up on us when we’re going through hard stuff, makes me laugh until tears are rolling down my cheeks, and gives me confidence to try anything. I love him to bits.
Wishing you a beautiful day. xo
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