Best. Biggest. Baddest. Ever.
By Susan Mercedes. Filed in Food, Friends, Weekend |
I host a crawfish party every year with two other people. We, the hosts, all live in Utah now but grew up in states where crawfish were prevalent.
Susan & Paul & Donna
Donna, a dear friend, is from Mississippi. It comes in handy to know that little song (M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I) when you have to spell that state. Donna is kind enough to have the party in her amazing backyard each year. We spend our evening under a fully grown beautiful sycamore tree. We even have lights strung up on it. We even had a guest climb up the tree. He is an attorney so we were worried that he’d fall out and sue our asses.
Paul, the token man host, is from Louisiana. When hosting a large party with lots of manly tasks, it is always wise to include a man with brawn on the team. It doesn’t hurt that he played football at LSU all through college. He taps the keg. He carries the filled coolers. He moves around the propane tanks. He does all the cooking.
Then there is me. I grew up in Texas. That’s all. I’m useless. But I often take pictures with people who wear cowboy hats.
We cook crawfish, potatoes, corn, onions and garlic. (By “we” I mean Paul) After they are cooked, we dump them out on the table. And people dig in. And this year the crawfish (aka mudbugs & crawdads) were huge this year. We get them flown in live from Louisiana every year.
Well the party was a huge hit again this year. We are already taking notes for next year. If you want an invite…comment on this post.
Tuesday, June 2nd 2009 at 10:10 am
I might need to crash this party next year;)
Susan Mercedes Reply:
June 3rd, 2009 at 7:30 am
A.J.: You should. It is a blast.
Tuesday, June 2nd 2009 at 10:11 am
Sounds like a fun party! Way to remember your roots.
Susan Mercedes Reply:
June 3rd, 2009 at 7:31 am
Brad: It’s the best party ever. Of course, most of my crawfish memories as a kid involved trapping them in the creek and playing with them. Now I’ve evolved to eating those suckers.
Tuesday, June 2nd 2009 at 10:30 am
Sorry I missed it. *Still not moving back to Utah.*
Susan Mercedes Reply:
June 3rd, 2009 at 7:32 am
Kel: There’s still hope you’ll be here by the party next year.
Tuesday, June 2nd 2009 at 10:44 am
Oooooh, I need an invite! This sounds like a blast! Not that we ever had crawdad parties when I lived down south (I’m from Texas and also spent a chunk of childhood in Arkansas), but I’ve eaten them since moving away, and loved ‘em! Please think of me next year!
Susan Mercedes Reply:
June 3rd, 2009 at 7:32 am
Misty: You’re in next year. For sure.
Tuesday, June 2nd 2009 at 11:37 am
yummmmmmmy! That looks amazing!
Susan Mercedes Reply:
June 3rd, 2009 at 7:32 am
Courtney: I’ll expect to see you at the party next year.
Tuesday, June 2nd 2009 at 11:41 am
Hell yeah! This looks like a way fun party. I’ve only ever had crawfish at Joe’s Crab Shack and they were tiny and I am sure they don’t come close to comparing.
Susan Mercedes Reply:
June 3rd, 2009 at 7:33 am
Summer: This type of party makes crawfish take so much better. You need to be there next year.
Wednesday, June 3rd 2009 at 12:57 pm
I want an invitation
Susan Mercedes Reply:
June 4th, 2009 at 7:06 pm
Katarina: You’ll be getting an invite for our 2010 party. Wow, that seems a long way away!