Thursday, May 8, 2014

Day Nine Hundred and Sixty-Nine

The Crawfish Boil


This is what Newalins natives live on.


Crawfish.
Crawdads.
Crayfish.
Crawdaddies.
Freshwater lobsters.
-Or as they like to call them here-
Mudbugs.
[Gross]


Because we said we'd try everything Nola (excluding voodoo and ghost tours), we cracked off their head, pulled out their tail, and ate the small piece of that mudbug meat. And actually, we were instructed to "suck the head," as well - for "extra flavor" - but…well, um, no, not happening! We each ate two. Without sucking the brains. And that's enough for a lifetime in our book. Crawfish boil - without puking. CHECK!
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Adam update:
He's actually in Jupiter right now. Yep, you read it right. I'll post more about his little trip tomorrow (Friday) morning!

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