We used to go crawfishing
Did you ever go crawfishing? I did, our neighbors had this small tank (which is a pond or something similar). We took a stick, tied a twine on it, took a cornmeal ball or a piece of fat pork, and tied it on as bait!
Believe me, we would catch those old crawdads like crazy- that is me and my two older brothers. After we caught a big mess of them, my brothers would cut the tails off, and mom would give us a skillet. We built a campfire, rolled those granddads in cornmeal and fried them.
Believe me, if you haven't had them, it is a treat. I think that must have been the beginning of my love of lobster.
I'm planning to go to New Orleans with my daughters Sandy and Anne and son-in-law John. The first meal I'm going to look the menu over to find is crawfish.
Years later, Jacob--Stormy and Frank's boy--is
not sure that this crawdad is a treat!
post date: 03.28.04 (10:38 pm)
Mama,
I'm thinking about going to New Orleans with you all. If I do, I know the place we should go for crawdads!
Posted by: Stormy | March 23, 2006 at 02:47 PM