When I was little, shrimp did not qualify as seafood. Seafood was the stuff my mom picked up at the dreaded fish market (my twin brother and I used to hold our noses in protest whenever she made us go in with her) and was what she might have made for people coming over for dinner once her bratty brood was safely out of the way, upstairs watching The Love Boat. But SHRIMP! Oh man, shrimp was something else entirely. We liked it one way: On ice with cocktail sauce, and whenever possible hooked around the rim of a wide champagne glass. Because if we were eating it that way, it meant we were out to dinner somewhere special — I can’t remember a single time I ate shrimp at my own dinner table growing up. (Or at my friends’ dinner tables either come to think of it.) This is amazing to me, considering today shrimp is perhaps as popular in our house as pizza is. Which is great, except for the fact that it is perhaps as popular in our house as pizza is. In other words, how to keep things interesting and not fall back on tacos and Phoebe’s favorite 5-minute spicy shrimp again and again? The answer — at least for this week — seems to be adding coconut to the dredge. This gave the shrimp a sweet crunch (I can’t remember seeing a new meal disappear so fast from Abby’s plate) and added just enough of an excitement factor to an otherwise kinda boring salad for the grown-ups.