This spring we have been attempting to introduce these two to this Louisiana tradition. So far they seem much more interested in playing with them than eating them. Patrick picks up each crawfish, one by one, carefully examines them, then flings them back on the pile, announcing "he dead! for each one. Claudia, being the far more adventurous one of the two, has eaten a few pieces of tail meat, but largely reserves her appetite for the potatoes and corn. As for me and Russell, we pretty much race to see who can eat the most. My technique is a little poor, so I'm usually behind him. Next year will be my year, I'm sure!