Maryland takes its crab seriously in the way that some states take their barbecue or their chili, with the kind of quiet regional pride that does not need to announce itself because the food does all the talking.
I have eaten cream of crab soup in a lot of places across this state, and the results have been wildly inconsistent.
Imagine waterfront restaurants with great views and mediocre bowls and tourist spots charging premium prices for something that tastes like it came from a can with a crab printed on the label…