We used to live in Louisiana, my parents and I, when I was but a tiny babe. My dad tells me they were putting on a crawfish boil, and they had a big bag of live crawfish waiting to be dumped in the water. They got the pot all boiling and went to get the bag, only to find it had torn open and the little buggers ran.
We used to catch crawfish in the creek by my house when I was a kid. We called them crawdads, but never cooked or ate any. Cap'n Crunch was much more appetizing back then. I think I've only eaten them in gumbo a couple of times.
All I can think of now is the episode of the Muppets where the Swedish Chef is trying to cook some lobsters but then they get rescued by mexican banditto lobsters. Just that image of the lobsters with thier little maraca dancer hats and pistols screaming "viva la revalution!" kills me.
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Date: 2005-12-20 09:51 pm (UTC)We used to live in Louisiana, my parents and I, when I was but a tiny babe. My dad tells me they were putting on a crawfish boil, and they had a big bag of live crawfish waiting to be dumped in the water. They got the pot all boiling and went to get the bag, only to find it had torn open and the little buggers ran.
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