Dear Diary, November 3, Friday Whenever there are shrimp, there is me. I am a shrimp-eating champion.  I don’t know exactly why I like them. Maybe it’s because their curled backs fit perfectly into my mouth — like my mouth is the big spoon and they are the little spoon. Maybe it’s their soft, buttery … Continue reading Phoenix’s shrimp diary: I am a shrimp-eating champion