That's an insane spread.
My grandparents were farmers and annually would have friends and families from all over the state for a crab feast in the giant barn where they kept all the tractors. Imagine tables covered in crabs all the length of 100-foot-long barn.
Whenever I see cooked crabs or crawfish it's immediately what I remember.
I haven't had crawfish in a really long time, and I can tell that I would like to kick back and have a few with your grandmother. She reminds me of my own. Very cool.
Any moustache configuration grown and cultured in an abnormal location on the face. The cheek is the preferred placement among Picasso fans. We dare you to do this.
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