Last month the husband and I went to an authentic Louisiana "Crawfish Boil" -- which, as you can see, is exactly what it sounds like, right down to the Louisiana-brewed beer. Our host boiled up a mess of crawfish along with some sausage, ears of corn, and potatoes. When they were ready, he dumped the whole shebang out on a table covered with brown paper, and told us all to dig in. As a concession to our sissified Eastern sensibilities, he did provide paper plates, although he insisted they were unnecessary.
Some random urchin insisted that I get a close-up of this critter -- he said he felt like he was eating an alien. I think he may be right -- but they're delicious!
Last month the husband and I went to an authentic Louisiana "Crawfish Boil" -- which, as you can see, is exactly what it sounds like, right down to the Louisiana-brewed beer. Our host boiled up a mess of crawfish along with some sausage, ears of corn, and potatoes. When they were ready, he dumped the whole shebang out on a table covered with brown paper, and told us all to dig in. As a concession to our sissified Eastern sensibilities, he did provide paper plates, although he insisted they were unnecessary.
Some random urchin insisted that I get a close-up of this critter -- he said he felt like he was eating an alien. I think he may be right -- but they're delicious!
That looks like a great party!
ReplyDeleteEven though I love seafood, I've never had crawfish. We went to a buffet in the Outer Banks with some friends and they showed us how to eat them, but I just couldn't do it. Something about watching my friend's husband sucking the meat out of the shell, I guess.
BTW - Love the twin girls Lydia/Chlamydia idea! Reminds me of a woman my mom met when she was in the hospital after having me. She was chatting with another mom on the maternity ward and they talked about what they had named their babies. This woman named her baby girl "Placenta". She said she didn't know what it meant, but she heard it in the hospital and thought it sounded pretty.