Come hungry, because South Carolina does not play around when crab hits the table. This is the kind of meal that turns quiet diners into focused professionals.
Sleeves get rolled up. Shells start cracking. Butter somehow ends up everywhere, and nobody seems too bothered by it. That is the beauty of an all-you-can-eat crab feast. It is messy, loud, generous, and completely worth the extra napkins.
You are not there to nibble politely or pretend one cluster is enough. You are there for hot crab, steady refills, hearty sides, and that wonderful moment when everyone at the table stops talking because the food has officially taken over…