The family ate some good ‘ol boiled crawfish for dinner last night. This was our first time to eat it this season. Delicious!

There’s just something delightful about sitting at a table with a hole in the middle where a trash can sits so you can throw excess crawfish parts away as you eat, while at the same time, having 15 deer heads (and one entire deer) staring at you while you eat, and enjoying loud zydeco music. Love it.

What gave me the most joy was knowing that La Petite Belle could peel her own with no help from Mom. That’s my girl!

What gave me the least joy was when the check came … over $100 for 15 pounds of crawfish. Whew! K Belle said it was worth it. That’s because she wasn’t the one paying.

Louisiana, I love your crawfish, but we’ve got to do something about the expense. Those cheap Chinese crawfish are looking better and better.