Monday, June 28, 2010

Nothin' Says Lovin' Like Somethin' From The Swamp

The great thing about summer weekends around here, is the abundance of both family and food.  Really, it's a wonder any of us fit into bathing suits, which we must, or risk withering in the summer heat.  But last weekend was a doubly special occasion, because not only were we hanging out around the pool with the whole family, we were doing it for a reason: my parents' 30th anniversary!


30 years.  It sounds amazing when booted right up against my own 7 years from a few weeks ago, right?  But my mom and dad are special and besides that, they love to throw a good party.  Their idea of a party, though, is somewhat different than mine.  We'd both include lots of food and friends and family, but here's what they'd include:


Louisiana crawfish.  (Crawdads, to us country-folk.)  Thirty pounds of them.  I think they were well-received by the party-goers, even though my delicate tastes were offended by their creepy animalistic shape and smell.  But I do understand that most people actually like shellfish, so it was really fun.  I just kept darting around to capture the fascination of a crawfish boil, while wrinkling my nose in distaste.  I'm sure I was a wonderful guest!


There were two long tables laid out with crawfish that had been boiled with potatoes, corn on the cob, and mushrooms in some special Louisiana spice blend.


Justin was brave -- or at least open-minded -- while I stayed back.  Little Lauren was interested in the claws until she popped one in her mouth and tasted the spicy seasonings, at which point her face screwed up and she started making gagging noises in the back of her throat.  She proved my refusals worthwhile.  (Yes, it's usually a bad idea to take food advice from a 2 year old, but in this case, some loosening of ideals was warranted so I could stay away from the crawdads.  I'm a shellfish-wuss.)


This was as close as Mia got to the crawdads: some tactile discovery, then a polite return of the once-crawling thing to its owner's hungry hands.


I think this one was still trying to talk to me.  It had a French-Creole accent, if there is such a thing. Oh, ma petit fille, come closer to moi....I'm tres fantastique!


But I knew he was a tricky sweet-talker.  I went to sit on this guy's lap, instead. 


And I'll stay there for at least the next 30 years. 

15 comments:

  1. Happy anniversary to your awesome parents! I've always wanted to go to a crawfish boil - but I'm with you and the girls, I don't know if I'd actually be able to eat them!

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  2. My husband needs to see this post. He will be soooo jealous. We love everything about New Orleans, Louisiana, Cajun, swamps, etc. We even have an airboat!

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  3. My in-laws celebrated their 30th this year too; such a milestone!

    I am a shellfish fan, but those crawfish look a leeeeetle icky. I don't want to see the eye balls of the thing I'm about to consume. But headless shellfish are tres yummy! (Sorry, had to jump on the language bandwagon there. I'm a former linguist, what can I say? ;)

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  4. Looks like a great time! Wish we could have been there. Although the crawfish are a bit scary...in a wonderful, fun, celebratory way, of course!

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  5. I've always wanted to go to a seafood boil like that! I'm a big shellfish fan though :)

    P.S. I think you look so much like your mom!

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  6. Congrats to your parents!! Looks like a super yummy good time! My husband's parents live in New Orleans and ever since our first shrimp boil there, we've been hooked! We hosted our own boil here last year for Mardi Gras. Soooo fun!! Sorry they aren't so appetizing to you. ;)

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  7. Happy Anniversary to Mom and Pops! And can I just say, Yum..crawfish!

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  8. What a fun way to celebrate- although, like you, I think I'd pass on the crawfish

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  9. I love your shirt!!! :)
    You know, I can do lobster. But that's just since marrying into a lobster loving family. We had mussels on father's day, and I just can't do that. And crawdads? (my parents call them that...) I can't do. They tried to get me to eat some on my first visit to see them when they moved to FL, but I just can't... next time I see one I'll imagine that creole accent!

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  10. Oh, you make me laugh! Especially with your French {creole??} speaking shellfish. Goodness.
    Regardless of the food served, I'm sure the actual reason behind the celebration really made it such a nice party.

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  11. It looks like you all had an amazing time - congratulations to your parents on 30 years.
    (mine just got to 40 years of which we are all very proud too).

    I love Crayfish (thats what they are in the UK) but I always feel a bit cruel when they are looking at you (espceially when speaking French)! I have to break them apart with my eyes closed!

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  12. Are you from LA??? I'm from New Orleans and crawfish are DELICIOUS!!! And I'm a picky eater, but I don't hold back when it comes to crawfish. They are a little scary looking but, trust me they are delish!

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  13. I like crawfish but I love crabs and shrimp. Great pics. I turn my nose up sometimes at crawfish too. I don't know why. But give me a crab boil anyday of the year, month, weak, day. I am ready! Great awesome pictures.

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  14. I tried to leave a comment, but I don't know if I did. I always need a second cup of coffee before my brain kicks into second gear. Irregardless, great photos. Brought to mind great memories of growing up in S. Louisiana. But I don't crave crawfish. Only crabs, shrimp, redfish, trout, oysters, etc.

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  15. congrats to you parents! how fabulous to celebrate that many years of love! fun pictures as well, it looks like such a wonderful time

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