Please quit threatening to not vote, or vote for a third party candidate!

[CajunBlazer]

182. Then you would be mistaken....

I don't know about your Cajun friends, but when I was growing up in a Cajun household, there was no particular dish that was served on Monday night. Now Friday night was different. Since good Catholics couldn't eat meat on Friday's, we had to have seafood. (Darn, what a sacrifice. )

Sometimes, my entire mother's family, all twelve of the brothers and sisters and in laws and outlaws, would get together for a boil at my grandfather's house during crawfish season. Every one chipped in and someone would would buy a couple of hundred pounds of crawfish. My uncles would build a fire in the back yard and heat water in a Number 3 wash tub over the fire until boiling. In would go the seasonings, the crab boil, the onions, the corn and potatoes. Then after they were cleaned with a water hose, in would go the live crawfish to be stirred with a boat paddle

About 20 minutes later, my uncles would pore out the water (killing still more grass). A few minutes later when any remaining water was steamed off, two men would spread the cooked crawfish over a huge table covered with newspaper and the shucking and feasting would begin.

If you saw my last name you would have no doubt that I am Cajun.