It all started when Laurence (owner of le Moulin) told us about the little creek by le Moulin and how there are crawfish and trout in the water. On the second day we went down to the creek just to see if we could see anything…nothing. A few days after that Dad and I baited the traps Laurence showed us with some Italian sausage and put it in the water where it was most deep, and within 5 minutes we had our very first crawfish. I named him Phill. With two”L’s”. We put him in a pot that had some water in it, and then put the traps back in the water and we did that a few times. The second one we caught was a bit smaller so I named him Jimbo. After that came Sparky and then the biggest one we caught was Big Daddy – he was the last. Dad named him. At first we thought we would serve them with a delicious rosé sauce but then I decided that they should stay with their families so we put each one back where they came from. We also gave them extra pancetta for their troubles.
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