Enough to stimulate my curiosity, The Boiling Crab is a constant mention when I ask people where they love to eat in Los Angeles. My sister, who lives in Jacksonville and is set to visit LA, has already arranged a Boiling Crab seafood binge in her mind and with us. I couldn’t wait for the day she finally boards that Southwest Airlines plane, and only that Southwest Airlines plane. Eventually asked Ericke for a dinner date at the trending Cajun-spiced seafood place.
We went to the Koreatown location. The long line was no deterrent. Two hours and fifteen minutes, to be exact, before we were seated. The crowd was a mix of young and old, people who didn’t mind getting down and dirty. Everything but the food is plastic here — a bib is tied around your neck and a fresh sheet is laid on the table. There is actually more than the boiled-in bag seafood of your choice in the menu. Fried oysters I haven’t had since my San Diego trip thrilled me, not counting the shrimps swimming in the whole sha-bang sauce. Crabs and lobsters would take us a few more hours at the place, so reserving it for another trip, if it’s really worth going back through the same ordeal.
Practically had all the sauces available. Hotness level is your choice. Salt and pepper with lime was the perfect complement to my deep fried oysters. Making me think of getting plain oysters next time, the batter was on the thick side, but the oysters were succulent.
The whole experience of building the appetite, falling in line, waiting for hours, digging into a sauce-filled bag and eating with bare hands where it is legitimate to suck on heads makes eating at The Boiling Crab phenomenal. The sauce is insane to begin with.
The Boiling Crab
3377 Wilshire Blvd #115, Los Angeles
(213) 389-2722
Open Monday to Friday, 3-10 PM, and Saturday to Sunday, 12 to 10 PM
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