There’s nothing better than crawfish etouffé. When we used to do business trips down to Houston and Galveston area, we’d have it at least once a day.
“Smack yo’ mama.”
One of our guys down there introduced me to that phrase and I just laughed my ass off when he told me what it meant; ie implying that a dish was so good it’d make you want to slap your mom for never having fed you something that good.

