I highly recommend falling for a guy from Louisiana.
Really. If for no other reason but the joy of having live crawfish sent to your nyc apartment. From the moment of seeing these little buggers crawl around in water to "purge" to pouring them perfectly cooked on a newspaper covered table, opening up a cold beer and eating until your nose runs and your lips burn.
I guess you don't really need the LA guy part, but that's part of the fun. Do it. Really. It was my first crawfish experience and I wouldn't have it any other way...