"I hope you had a good time at your Seafood Festival," came the text. He was, of course, referring to the crayfish party
that I managed to snap out of my antisocial funk long enough to
attend. Crayfish parties are a very Swedish celebration of life/the end
of summer/alcohol. They involve games, drinking, and decorations
resembling Chinese new year’s lights. Oh, and crayfish. Which are like
lobsters in their color, shape, and beady angry boiled alive eyes; but
unlike lobsters in their size and willingness to provide accessible
meat.
I’ve pulled some quotes from Wikipedia for you:
“It is culturally correct to suck the juice out of the crayfish before shelling it.”
“The alcohol consumption is often high,...