Crawfish

We were invited to our very first crawfish boil.  I must admit that I am not a big crustacean person.  I don't like seeing dead things in the same state they were in when they were alive.  The eyes, the legs, the antannae...  YUCK.  But, crawfish is a Louisiana experience, and I was determined to have it.  So I braved it all, cracked that crawfish open, and ate it.  Cracking the crawfish open was gross.  But the meat was good.  I don't think I'll be holding my own crawfish boil anytime soon, and I won't be ordering any at a restaurant (boiled at least), but if I'm invited to a crawfish boil again, I'll go.  Brielle loved the crawfish too.  She wanted to play with the ones we'd already cracked open.  Sick.  But it was a fun time.

Brielle and Daddy with the crawfish.  Brielle was really interested in them.  Look at that face as she checks it out.  Priceless!