My Last $100: A Crawfish Boil And Its Aftermath
How’d you spend your last $100, Lauren?
$7.57, UberX ride to Headsucker’s Ball: I grew up in Louisiana until I was 12 and this crawfish boil is the closest thing I have found to the real deal. Live Cajun music, awesome food (they fly the crawfish in fresh then murder…err, cook them in Chicago), and all the nostalgia of tacky purple, yellow, and green beads and decor.
$25, Wristband: for all-you-can-eat crawfish, jambalaya, red beans & rice, and gumbo at said Ball.
$25, five crappy light beers that were not included in the wristband: Pshhh.
$7.14, Uber X home.
$0.00: Hoping that the last couple times that the combination of shellfish and alcohol makes me projectile vomit were just coincidences. But finding out that it in fact is an actual thing that will happen to me every time, unfortunately priceless.
$4.92, iced coffee and a bottle of water from Starbucks: because boy did I feel like shit the next day. But it was super nice out and I had to take advantage of the weather and take my dog to the Farmer’s Market (which happens to not be open on Sundays, only Saturdays — great).
$10, Quick pay to best friend: for a single mimosa and a few queasy bites of an appetizer platter at brunch, which we went to after finding out that the Farmer’s Market was closed.
$22.11, Ticket to see Kishi Bashi at the Metro May 31st: Kishi Bashi is my newest musical obsession.
Lauren O’Connell lives in Chicago, where she works at a tech startup and apparently doesn’t listen to her sister who has repeatedly told her that Uber is the worst.