Monday, March 10, 2008

 

Daily Dude I Want to Hit: Louisiana turtles


Name: genera in family Chelydridae (Chelydra serpentina, Macroclemys temmincki, Sternothaerus odoratus, Sternothacrus carinalus, Kinosternon subrubrum hippocrepis, Terrapene carolina jajor, Terrapene carolina triunguis, Malaclemys terrapin pileata, Graptemys kohni, Graptemys pseudographica ouachlensis, Chrysemys picta dorsalis, Pseudemys scripta scripta, Psedemys scripta elegas, Pseudemys concinna mobilensis, Pseudemys foridana hoyi, Deirochelys reticularia reticularia, Deirochelys reticularia miaria, Gopherus polyphemus, Trionyx muticus, Trionyx spinifer hartwegi, Trionyx spinifer asper, Trionyx spinifer emoryi)

DOB: prehistory

Occupation: snapping, being delicious

Hometown: throughout the Pelican State in rivers, lakes, estuaries, bayous, etc.

Current residence: a delicious pot of turtle soup

Why I Want to Hit that Hotness: So I decided that I needed a vacation, and booked a ticket to New Orleans to visit my dear friend LL Cool Jew this June.  Since then, she has been regaling me with stories about all the fun things we're going to do as history nerds and fat-ass gluttons.  She's taking me on a swamp tour, a plantation tour, a tour of the now-abandoned projects where Juvenile grew up (except by "tour" I mean we're going to get fish and shrimp po boys and drive by), and the seafood festival that's going on the weekend I'm down there (and that's not a lesbian party...although if something like that is happening I'm sure LL Cool Jew would be down to check it out for old time's sake).  However, the one thing she keeps raving about me trying is not a Hand Grenade, a visit to Cajun country, or a tour of the plantation upon which Twelve Oaks from Gone With the Wind was based.  She won't quiet down about turtle soup.

All day I get Gchat messages from her along the lines of "sweet meaty turtles, precious" and "turtly deliciousness."  LL Cool Jew is obsessed with turtle consumption.  As soon as I advised her I'd confirmed my Newark-NOLA ticket, she e-mailed me a slew of turtle pictures.  I sent her back the above picture of Shredder crowing about dining on turtle soup, and she replied that his signature phrase would be my "battle cry" for this vacation.  Then she told me about how she freaked out while watching some filmstrip during the class on Louisiana history she's taking because they showed footage of a snapping turtle bisecting a broomstick with its jaws.  Since then, she eats turtle soup on the daily and says things to her soup like, "Who's doing the snapping now?" 

As an adventurous eater, I am now sufficiently excited to try turtle soup.  I've certainly put more disgusting things in my mouth than stewed turtle and cajun spices, so I am sure I will probably like it.  You go on with your tasty selves, Louisiana turtles! 

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Comments:
As a former P-N-dubber, now currently resident of Loisiana, I recommend you spend many days exercising in a sauna prior to your visit down here in June. I've been to NY and know the humidity up there, but compared to LA it's nothing. My favorite is the smell of Bourbon street sweat/garbage/sewage on a late summer evening. Winter here is a much better time to visit. Of course in the winter you don't get to see the alligators in action.

JJ
 
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