Today a friend and I met at Boil House here in the Heights to eat crawfish and drink margaritas. Although we sat outside, I had misgivings. It’s a popular place, and others were sitting outside too. But I decided that it was time to get over it.
The crawfish were red, juicy, and spicy. My fingers still tingle from them. The margaritas were good too, and it was a good evening to get a little buzzed.