Sunday, February 3, 2008
Traditional lobster, caught off the coast of scenic Maine in the beautiful Atlantic ocean. One big tail, one big piece of meat that you can usually get someone to get out for you. Dipped in butter the lobster is considered a delicacy for many Americans.
Hillbilly lobster (crawfish), caught in the muddy waters in the ditches along I-10 in Louisiana. They are definitely a culture unto themselves. Boiled with cajun seasoning, corn, potatoes, and sausage, dumped on a plate and ready to devour. Now the real task begins. Split it in half, suck the juice out of the head, and go get that little piece of meat out of the tail, exhaustion! Is it worth it? You bet it is!
My brother and I had a great time. The boudin sausage balls did not even make it out of the parking lot before I inhaled them. That was just a teaser until we got back to his house. My sister in law looked at us in disgust and their son just played with the crawfish. He used to have a hermit crab so maybe there was a little sympathy on his part.
Song of the day: "Born on the Bayou" by Creedence Clearwater Revival