A huge success, thanks in large part to sharing of the costs and responsibilities, Amy hosted a great crawfish boil this weekend. Ryan and Brett headed up the cooking, she cleaned and readied the yard, and I just provided the accessories--corn, potatoes, mushrooms, sausage, and yes, even asparagus. It was Easter weekend, after all. Lots of fun, lots of work, but all worth it.
This little critter made a strong case for being released, as he latched on to both Brett and Ben. They both refused to let him clamp onto their ears for a photo op. Weak sauce, indeed. In the end, he was able to convince them not to throw him in the boiling pot of deliciousness. I hear Brett ate him raw. Post purge, of course.