Of course you have to have the red potatoes and corn boiled up with the crabs. Maybe even a little fresh okra.
My old man was from Louisiana, that’s my inner coon-ass coming out.
When I was a kid my dad and I would drive from Brooklyn to Delaware to pick up a bushel of steamed blue claws and a 2 pound bag of shrimp.
The shrimp were for the ride home.
We would sit under the tree in front of our building with other families and have a picnic. Grill would be going, the dads would be tossing around fire crackers they bought illegally in Chinatown, us kids would be throwing around a ball.
The moms would call everyone over and the food rest would begin. Italian sausage, deep fried turkey, different salads and those crabs.
I loved being a kid.
People can have all the foo foo dining they want (those tiny portions on little plates).. what you described is just the ultimate feast to me. Hugs!