A perk of dating a New Orleans native is food. Food. Food. Butter. Food. Food.
I gladly embrace this, even if my pants may (or may not) have trouble embracing my waste-line as gently they used to. No matter, Crawfish Boils are worth it. You can't get more "family-style" than sharing a pile of food on picnic tables covered in newspaper, can you?
J's dad gets these mudbugs from a guy who brings them fresh from NOLA to Summerdale, AL. Message me if you want his digits. Do you have a favorite family-style meal?