We went out for Chinese buffet for dinner and Corwin picked up a boiled crawfish. After we sat down, he inquired about how to actually eat it. Neither Mom nor I had any idea, as neither of us had ever had one. Corwin refused to proceed after Mom talked about how he was supposed to suck the green gooey brains out. I took it and extracted the tail meat, because that’s what you eat on a lobster, then forced Corwin to eat that. He tried just nibbling at it but either I intimidated him enough or it wasn’t so bad and he choked it down. He admitted that it wasn’t terrible, although he didn’t get any more of them.
“Bwalled Crawfish”, as they say in Baton Rouge, is apparently best eaten by snapping the tail off, sucking on the head (for the brain or the brain juice? I never tried…) and then somehow, as if by magic, pulling all the meat out of the tail in one swoop, without eating the intestinal bit. It is terrible. In the end, you get a piece of meat equal to about 1/4 of a piece of shrimp, cut up hands that burn from the spices, and skanky Crawfish/spicy juice all down your arms.
In short, Beware the Mug Bugs.
I didn’t find getting the meat out of the tail that bad. I could see how it would get old quickly, though.