Featuring Jazzbo, the no-man band.
Third time was the charm for us Guys' Nighters to check out the Mudbug Mondays special at Jazz -- our attempts to go in May and June had both suffered from last minute changes of venue. But we finally made it, and man, was it adequate.
Mudbug Mondays is two pounds of crawfish and two domestic draft beers for $11.99. That sounded especially awesome considering that two beers alone will set you back around $8 to begin with. Of course, those two pounds of crawfish actually only nets out to roughly an 1/8 pound of food. It’s a lot of work for little meat, even if what you do get is pretty delicious.
This was the first time I'd had crawfish in 15 years, so Robert had to show us how to twist the tail off to get to the good part. I also tried to break apart the claws to see if there was anything in there, and somehow managed to puncture my thumb on one of the spiky parts. Curse you, tiny lobster and your revenge from the grave.
Dorsett decided to forgo the crawfish and got jambalaya, which I've had at Jazz before and found underwhelming. As one of the few Cajun places in Kansas City, and especially one that’s been in business forever, a staple like Jambalaya should blow you away here. I just don’t remember it tasting like anything special besides hot. Anyone can do hot.
Ultimately Mudbug Mondays is a fine "one and done" experience. While enjoying the novelty of making a giant pile of crawfish corpses, you can pretend you’re a brutal dictator or medieval king or something. As Robert pointed out, the special is good for splitting if you’re going to get something else more substantial to share. We totally should've gotten the Voodoo Wings.We were bummed to find out that Jazzbo, the one-man band who usually plays on Mondays, had this week off for whatever reason. Maybe that would have really put the polish on Jazz tonight. Because nothing completes a mudbug slaughter better than a guy who looks like Santa Claus singlehandedly kicking out the Dixieland jams.
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Funny story, Jazzbo actually is Santa Clause during the holidays. I was at the Westport Fleamarket during the big flipping on of the X-mas lights, and he presided as Clause over the ceremony. Couldn't imagine a more perfect fit for the fleamarket really. And his library of one man band TV theme songs is quite impressive.
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ReplyDeleteOkay, Shaw may be "one and done," but I think I'm going to have to go back and hear Jazzbo.