I remember fishing for them as a child and having been on the receiving end of a crawdad pinch, it was no fun. The longer I dangled my finger the harder it would clamp down. Sometimes we could really hall them in, they loved salt pork and we always had plenty of that. Those days are gone. The only time I see mudbugs these days is at a Crawfish Festival. The annual Moon River Crawfish Boil was held this weekend. The festival was so close to my house, I could see steam riseing from the boiling pots as I stood in my yard. The festival had lots of music, some arts and crafts and a biker event. Aparently bikers love the little mudbugs. The main event was the hundred of pounds of disagreeable, ugly, pinching, creepy crawfish that are suposely tasty when boiled in a spice mixture
Free entertainment, I am sure a sucker for that no matter what the entertainment is so of course I was at the Moon River Crawfish Boil. I enjoyed the Zidico music but the best part of the festival was watching lots of people pinch the head of such a mean and disagreeable creature. It was finnaly pay back time for all thoes mud bugs who grabed my fingers and would not let go. Bon Appetit!
I agree,,I do not eat mud bugs either, but my husband and kids love them big time and can eat them by the pound ! I too remember fishing for them with salt pork and a string,,,,especially when it would rain!!! WOW the good old days !!
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