Arsh asked a while back about the traditional Swedish crayfish party and wanted to know if I participated in one this year. And I’m ashamed to admit that I don’t eat crayfish. No particular reason, I just don’t like the buggers. And I’m not fond of paper hats, either. Most of my friends know about it and so the invitations to the seasonal debauchery sessions known as “kräftskiva” normally pass me by. Except last year. My new friend caught me unaware with an invite to her backyard crayfish munching fest. She caught me so unaware in fact, that I said “yes”.
But first things first. What’s a crayfish party? As the name indicates, it’s a party where you eat mostly crayfish and drink copious amounts of alcohol. Some people even skip the crayfish altogether and get straight to drinking. The month of August, during which back in the olden days crayfish were traditionally harvested, is the customary time for this extravaganza.
