Crayfish will forever and always remind me of my father. When my sister and I were younger, my father would take us to Kynsna or Mauritius and we’d always get spoiled with this protein.

I’d always watch how he would kill, cut, clean and cook them. One day at the age of 7/8, I told him today I will kill, cut and clean them and so I did. The next day, I said I would do the same but I would also cook them. Under his watchful eye, I did just that and he always told me how chuffed and proud he was.