It’s 92°F outside; but we’re Texans, so we inherently enjoy turning up the heat to a level others would consider pure masochism. And what better way to (mis)treat ourselves than an old-fashioned crawfish boil.
Of course, there’s Pappadeaux (mediocre size/taste), Nate’s (bland), Cajun Corner (I don’t need my fortune told today), or Boiling Crab (charge for water), but for optimal taste for the price, make your own. Read More
