Despite my misgivings about the crab infestation at Imanta, I couldn’t help myself when a big bowl of ceviche was put in front of me under a tent along the beach – though it was just a little bit odd to be eating with one eye cocked under the table, waiting for the siege to begin.  Thankfully, a vigilant waiter soon stood by at the ready, so I could enjoy lunch as well as the limitless ocean view.