crayfishy

From crayfish +‎ -y.

crayfishy (comparative more crayfishy, superlative most crayfishy)

1. Resembling or characteristic of crayfish.

   Synonym: crawfishy

   • 1950, T Morris Longstreth, chapter 5, in Showdown, New York, N.Y.: The Macmillan Company, page 111:

     “I’ll see if I can find a helgramite,” Nicky said. “No fish can refuse that.” / Laner laughed. “It sounds tough.” / “It’s a small crayfishy-looking creature. You wouldn’t like it.”

   • 1970, C[yril] Everard Palmer, “Epilogue”, in The Sun Salutes You, London: Andre Deutsch, →ISBN, page 143:

     The wind was advertising the river’s smell – damp, raw and crayfishy.

   • 1986 May, Diane Carey, chapter 2, in Dreadnought! (A Star Trek® Novel; 29), New York, N.Y.: Pocket Books, →ISBN, page 23:

     We had insect life on Proxima, and pets too, but nothing like the writhing crayfishy half-snakes in there.

   • 1999 January 7, Jane Horwitz, “[The Family Filmgoer: David vs. Goliath in court] ‘The Faculty’ (R, 1 hour, 42 minutes)”, in The Buffalo News, Buffalo, N.Y., page D-2, column 1:

     Evil little crayfishy aliens inhabit teachers’ bodies at a run-down high school in this clever variation on the body-snatchers theme.

   • 2000 September 17, Karen Mamone, “cooking with attitude: Cake from Down Under”, in Northeast (Hartford Courant), Hartford, Conn., page 14:

     Seafood you never heard of, like barramundi, shark lips, and Balmain bugs (not the designer, but a crayfishy crustacean) also is popular, since about 99 percent of the population lives on the coast.

   • 2005, Lisa Couturier, “Off Being God”, in The Hopes of Snakes and Other Tales from the Urban Landscape, Boston, Mass.: Beacon Press, →ISBN, page 12:

     I remember the crayfishy smell of the creek under the one-lane bridge, near where foxes ran: this was where I found, anchored by its shaft in the sandy mud of the creek bank, a red-tailed feather leaning in the breeze.

   • 2014, Mike Uden, “Dr Francis Taylor”, in Chemical Attraction, London: Thames River Press, →ISBN, page 74:

     [T]hey all sat down to a light, working luncheon of Pret A Manger and Evian. None of this was a problem – though he certainly favoured his normal pilchard over the crayfishy things that Angela had arranged.