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.
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