My wife and I used to go to NOLA once a year (she grew up there) for a long weekend. Most times I'd have gumbo for breakfast, lunch and dinner and then eat my weight in oysters and boiled crawfish. One year we were invited to her step-brother's annual crawfish boil which was a lot of fun (they add pineapple btw) but some of the attendees were a little prejudiced against us Yankees assuming that we would have looked down our noses at them. That was annoying. And ironic.
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My wife and I used to go to NOLA once a year (she grew up there) for a long weekend. Most times I'd have gumbo for breakfast, lunch and dinner and then eat my weight in oysters and boiled crawfish. One year we were invited to her step-brother's annual crawfish boil which was a lot of fun (they add pineapple btw) but some of the attendees were a little prejudiced against us Yankees assuming that we would have looked down our noses at them. That was annoying.
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