A very dear friend of mine was in town visiting from Little Rock this past weekend. Her fiance is a pro at putting together a crawfish boil and my family was invited to partake. Aaron and I had never been to one before so I wasn't sure what to expect. I learned that a crawfish boil is less about the eating and more about the visiting. It had already been a very long day so we didn't get to stay but about 4 hours =) And I only got pictures of Evan because he's the only kid that got into it. The others opted for hotdogs...
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| The food |
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| His first crawfish |
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| And now it's a finger puppet |
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| At one point he had 2 on each hand |
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| Poor crawfish. They have no idea they're about to get boiled... |
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| The biggest in the bunch. Evan called it the Grandaddy. |
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