Showing posts with label crawfish season. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crawfish season. Show all posts

Thursday, April 15, 2010

More general commentary on why crawfish is awesome

First off, while I don't know if it's cheaper to buy live crawfish and boil them yourself, I do know that the smell make any outdoor party become heaven, but any indoor kitchen becomes hell. I don't have any experience with crawfish in my kitchen, but I do know that crabs can make any kitchen smell for days.

The benefit of going out for crawfish is the money and time you save on having to buy everything and then prepare it...then clean up a massive smelly mess afterwards that will lurk in your kitchen. When you go out, you can make a mess outside of your house.

I know that there are a number of people out there that find crustaceans to not be worth the work involved in eating them. Maybe I'm just an oddball who doesn't like having a plate of food just placed in front of me so I can easily gorge, but I feel that the work makes the eating process even more enjoyable. It's like eating a meal that you've cooked, or a treasure hunting game. Or maybe I'm just addicted to crustacean meat.

Messy food just tastes better. Things that are a little more safe and convenient just aren't...fun. You can't have great success without taking a risk: crawfish, ribs...I don't order food because it won't make a mess, I get it because it tastes good.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

#18: Finger exfoliation - it's crawfish season!

Ever since my first crawfish boil about 2 years ago, I've made an effort to go out and eat a pound or two of boiled crawfish. My original go-to place was Fish City Grill in the triangle area, but they unfortunately have closed down.

I'll admit, I didn't take moving out of my old neighborhood very well and now it seems the more I get the know this area, slowly but surely, I'm starting to like it; however, one thing that severely sucks is how this new place seems to be far away from everything...except IKEA.

Irritated by both the move and the lack of a new place to indulge in crawfish, on my way to work I was very surprised to see the words "Boiled Crawfish" and "Crawfish Shack." Not only do I have a new resident seafood joint, it is a crawfish shack - anything with "crawfish" in the name has got to be special.

So, I had my seasonal 2lbs of crawfish and as a bonus, I also broke in a pair of jeans in the process of eating. Crawfish, does take some effort and when your fingers feel spicy, you've broken some skin. When I had finished thoroughly washing my hands, the first layer of skin was peeling off. I really regretted not bringing my camera. It's one of the most awesome feelings to be at a crawfish shack and the people there lay out a large sheet of paper because you ordered the boiled crawfish. What's even more exciting is if they ask you if you need a bib! I thankfully had my mess hoodie on for that purpose.

Here's a pic borrowed from Yelp:
heck yeah!

I know normally I post up the link to the websites of the places I go, unfortunately, the website for the Crawfish Shack & Oyster Bar is down, but here's their menu:

goods

It should have everything you need.