My grandfather called them cawdadies and I thought he knew everything and was never wrong while I was growing up.
Crawdadies make a great jambalaya BTW.
My dad (not from NY) used to sing us really silly songs - ooohhhh, you can't put a crayfish in a crawdad hole, a crawdad hole, if you do you'll get fillet of soul...
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