John recently returned from a business trip to New Orleans. He went for a conference-he got very little from the presentations and meetings themselves, but enjoyed Bourbon St., the French Quarter, good jazz, and a liking for crawfish-Cajun style. After searching a good portion of Atlanta for these clawed creatures, we ended up finding a place online that ships directly to your home. Tonight we had our First Crawfish Boil, we are quickly becoming Southerners.
We are ready for a boil.
Ava, can you see what's in there?
What in the world is crawling out of that box?
It will only hurt for a second, right?
All done steamin'
How do you open this thing?
I am just going to wait for that baby to drop something.
Here, catch Sam!
Rewarded, but not desired-too crunchy.
That was fun!
1 comment:
She's so stinkin cute. I think I say that everytime but it's TRUE!
I especially enjoyed the evil look in your eye as you took the life of those crabs. You monster.
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