Celebratin’ Cajun-Style

I don’t know how you do things in your neck of the country, but down here we like to get down.

When Kool and the Gang asks the question, “Uh, whatcha gonna do? Do you wanna get down?” Cajuns all say a resounding “YES”!

Last night we celebrated my precious friend, Jane’s birthday. She’s the young one of the bunch. I won’t tell you her age, but when I was a senior in high school, she was in elementary. How irritating, huh? Boo.

However, time is only on her side for a short while longer until she meets up with me and the others. It’s all downhill from there, sister.

Whatever. We don’t even want to go there. Moving on.

We celebrated her birthday Cajun-style.

Here’s the whole gang. (She’s the blonde one in the middle.)

We ate a good ‘ol Cajun meal, while listening to a live Cajun band.

I hadn’t eaten boiled crabs in years, but attempted to last night. They were delicious, but we ate for about 2 hours. That’s how long it took for us to peel 6 crabs each. Pitiful. And, I am half-Cajun, people. I grew up here.

Most Cajuns would disapprove of the wearing of gloves and bib, but if you would have seen how much juice squirts out of these things, you would have worn one proudly too.

There’s another thing that I am not good at in relation to the Cajun culture. Again … I was raised here. I, for the life of me, cannot Cajun dance very well. Oh, I did it, but it wasn’t pretty. Here’s Sonia and Jane showing how it’s done.

Being the party animals that we are, we choose to hang out past 10:00 p.m. and get yogurt. I know … livin’ on the edge.