|Happy, Happy, Happy!|
We arrived an hour early so we could get a good seat, and found that most of the seats at the big table were already spoken for. We ended up at the far end, almost right next to the boiling pots, which made things a bit warm, and caused us to have to talk even louder than normal to be heard over the jet engine-like roar of the propane boilers. But they were hardships I was willing to brave.
To our delight, the event became a meeting of Louisiana ex-pats in Charlotte. We sat next to a family originally from Baton Rouge, and later met a young man from Morgan City. There were other folks we met, including a young guy who had spent his childhood in New Orleans. There were plenty of LSU shirts, and purple and gold in abundance. To our even greater delight, we learned that the gentleman who would be doing the boiling was from Breaux Bridge, Louisiana. We immediately knew we were in for a treat, and that the crawfish would be cooked right.
The successive batches kept coming, and we kept quenching the fire on our lips with Abita Ambers and Strawberry Harvests (a bargain at 3$ a pop). And after 90 minutes the crowd did thin a little bit. But not us, we were committed to sit and eat until all the 'bugs were gone. After all, they were the last of the season!
There was talk from the staff that while crawfish season had ended, they would probably be doing Friday evening Cochon de Laits in June. This is a Cajun version of what is known in these parts as a pig pickin', or barbecue. If that's the case, you'll definitely see us there!