crawfish: tasty and delicious. and cute.

every year brent has a crawfish boil, where he orders 35 pounds of fresh crawfish from louisiana and boils them up, true cajun style, in his backyard for friends. and this year, b/c i am now attached to someone on the invite list, i got to go and have a taste of home! (i have been looking forward to this for over a month, and i think that jared may have some concerns that now that it's over, he's getting kicked to the curb.)

well, despite the beautiful weather that we had last week, it managed to snow yesterday morning, but that did not dissuade us. we all bundled up, and warmed ourselves with the keg of harp, to enjoy brent's annual crawfish boil.

which did not disappoint.

unfortunately, i made the mistake of befriending one of the crawfish. i didn't actually realize they would still be alive after their journey from louisiana on ice, so i was a bit surprised to see them start to move around. well, i picked one up and decided he would be mine. i would save him! they were all totally disoriented from the ice, so i tried to warm him up by breathing on him. and then i let him sit on my chest like you would do with a cat, or some sort of small mammalian pet. and of course, i named him. b/c that's how i roll. humphrey.

only at some point, they made me put him in the boiling water and i didn't really protest too much b/c what was i going to do with a live crawfish? but it still broke my heart, and i knew that i would be able to find humphrey again. i was sure that even though he would look like all the other crawfish spread out before us, i would recognize him b/c of his spirit.

and i did.

so i insisted on taking him home with us. and now humphrey lives in my fridge. he would live outside of the fridge, but my apartment kinda starts to smell when you leave him out for too long.
tho we do take him out to play with sampson. they get along like peas and carrots. sampson seems to think humphrey is pretty funny. so jared and i are beginning a bona fide family here in ivy gardens. a family who can sit down around a palm tree at night.

a palm tree that holds 60 beers. what more could a girl ask for?