"A tourist-frequented Charleston restaurant where hotel coupons for a free cup of she-crab soup drove heavy demand; because servers ladled out the thick, viscous, cream-based seafood soup themselves, it often ended up smeared on arms and clothes. The warm, heavy soup in Charleston heat could make diners queasy, and the reviewer who once regarded it as a regional treasure now rants about it online and avoids versions smothered in heavy cream, though they’ll still eat crab when it isn’t cream-laden." - Jaya Saxena