The Crayfish Party

Last night we had a crayfish party. The idea is that you can traditionally only fish for crayfish between certain periods of the year and this is some sort of celebration of that. The point is to eat crayfish drink snaps, and sing songs. I'm unsure of where the moon faces come into the equation, but it all goes together quite well - I guess its a bit of an end of summer celebration. I was sitting next to a 'crayfish destroyer' (Asa with a circle over the A), and she showed me the ropes. Gels and Sarah I dont highly recommend this sort of party for you. First you rip off the claw and suck it. Then you break the claw open for the meat. Suck it underneath the body in case its a female and there are eggs. break the tail from the body and get out the meat. the real keanos also suck out the brains. Its good, but tough in hard light and i was playing off a handicap of some snaps. I found out after that if you get a crayfish which smells bad and tastes bad, then put it aside. Unluckily I only found out later. and being a polite guest i ate a quite foul tasting crayfish (it was only the 2nd one I had, and i thought it might end up being a long evening).

As the night gets longer the party songs get dirtier. I can admit I noticed more dirty words (the ones Agnes has taught me) as the night went on. One song is about a lady riding a pig and how the hair on the pigs back is tickilish and nice, then she rides a cat and the tail of the cat feels good. then she rides an eel... Think I'll leave it there.