My church had its annual crawfish boil today. A standard was set during the first year or two we’ve had these boils, but it’s been a little off kilter the past two years. The year after the storm it was held at a campground, and the turnout wasn’t very good. The following year it was hard to work it in to the annual schedule, so it was on a Friday evening and there weren’t any desserts and the space was really crowded. This year there was a TON of food, and the park was spacious and the kid had a blast playing on the giant water slide. I ate all the crawfish I wanted. Yum….
I also showed a self-professed “crawfish virgin” how to eat them. He was surprised at how little food came out of a mudbug - just the tail meat. We told him you have to work really hard, but it’s worth it.
We got home a couple of hours ago and have been just sort of laying around in a semi-stupor ever since. No need to cook dinner tonight!
The virgin appreciated you sharing your expertise!
Did the guys miss out because of the camping, or rush home to join in?
I haven’t tried them - the Orleans buffet does Crawfish every Monday, my son used to go and get piles - one day he did three heaping plates and kept going back for more, no idea how many he ended up with as they kept taking the remains away each time he went for a refill.
The guys got home in plenty of time - DH doesn’t do real well sleeping on the ground. He and I killed off two giant platters of crawfish. The kid just had a hot dog.