Bayou Evening

Well, Tach came through with the crawdads after all. The ones in NC all died so he ordered them up from a place in Louisiana that sells them year round. They shipped them on ice, all sluggish and cold--but alive. As it turned out, they were shipped from Wisconsin of all places. Cajun food from Wisconsin. Imagine that!

Once they came up to ambient temperature they were happy as... well, crawdads. Here's a picture of them while they were still crawling about. Little did they know that their respite was only temporary.


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Anonymous said…
Yep, that's bait alright!
utenzi said…
You're right, of course. Except for size they would be bait.
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