On Saturday, we went to a crawfish boil! One of the guys on Shawn's rugby team has moved here somewhat recently from Louisiana. As a sort of "end of spring season" party, he decided to throw a crawfish boil. He actually had the crawfish shipped in live from Louisiana. Similar to lobster, a crawfish is still alive when it's put into the boiling water. When it's done, it looks like this:
Shawn was definitely the adventurous one between the two of us. He jumped right in as soon as a pot of crawfish was dumped onto the table. Apparently, he had no problem breaking the little in two, peeling the shell (and legs) off its tail/body, and eating what little meat was to be had there. He even went a step further and "sucked the head."
I, on the other hand, was more than happy to avoid the piles of boiled crawfish. I'm not a big fan of seafood to begin with, but I particularly have trouble even swallowing anything that looks like it was recently swimming. Shawn was nice enough to peel a crawfish for me and bring me the meat from the body, so I am able to say that I did at least try a bite. I'll admit...what I ate wasn't bad. I just know that it would've made me gag had I seen its body first. So all I saw was a small piece of meat that looked something more like this:
So that was our Saturday afternoon/evening. It's slightly ironic, then, that we ended up going to the Downtown Aquarium on Sunday afternoon!