September is my favorite month. The crowds are minimal but we still have great weather, fairly warm water and little wind. Capitalizing on the first official day of fall we went camping in Malibu with my brother-in-law and his girlfriend for a weekend of campfires, SUPing, and sleeping in tents. We had some friends (a couple we met in Nicaragua coincidentally) stop by one night and had a big crab fest... blue crabs, sausage, potatoes all steamed in a pot and then something that resembled the apocalypse happening on the table. It's messy and delicious and make you feel like a caveman eating everything with your hands.
After the jump is the recipe for my dad's crab sauce... a must when you're picking meat out of claws.
