Buy them ready cooked Snarly and minus their shells for less fiddling around. If they're pink they're cooked and if they're grey they're raw
Now old picky knickers won't eat frozen prawns unless they were frozen raw and I've cooked them. Unpicky knickers doesn't care whether they've been frozen or not.
I cut them into small pieces as Alfie in particular struggles to eat them whole. No teef you see.
Ah I'm really pleased that she liked her prawns. My boys love them.
Alf knows the sound of my car too. He always runs to the door and if I'm slow to get out of the car I can see a little white nose and white toes through the glass panel in the door.
Bizarrely my two never beg for food from the table. For their supper or breakfast yes. And in Harvey's case, for biskwits. But never for my dinner. Unless its prawns and its only until the point they're put on the table then Harvey gives up.