Yesterday I got a call from my Daddy.
Daddy "Hey you want some crabs? I've got a couple of dozen. Call Normand and tell him to pick them up on his way home."
Me "Yes!!!!!"
After a few frantic calls to Normand he finally called me back and picked up these yummy crustaceans. They were full and fat and such a wonderful treat.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh............
ReplyDeleteYou sound jealous. hmmmm
ReplyDeleteWhen I was a little girl, my daddy always went to the fish market on Friday afternoons to pick up 2 dozen crabs. The newspaper was thrown onto the table, the grownups lined up their beers and we went to town. If I was lucky, I'd get to go with him to pick them up....big treat for me. Geeeeze...such a wonderful memory of my growing up years at home. Haven't thought of those times in so long. Thank you for your post today...truly brought a big ol' smile to my face remembering.....
ReplyDeleteI just love my childhood memories of crawfish and crab boils. Such yummy and fun memories
ReplyDeleteI don't remember anybody inviting me over for crabs. or even for deviled eggs. hmmm... some favored children.
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