Mark and I drove an hour outside of Pittsburgh, to a tiny town called Zelinople for an 'authentic' crawfish boil. An order at the bar consisted of a pound of crawfish, corn on the cob, potatoes, cornbread..and a hot dog. Yeah, a hot dog...just thrown in the boil...we still find the family-oriented bar scene amusing and refreshing (grandma, kids, etc. were all at the bar enjoying the fare)...
Here's my first attempt at posting a movie..starring an ambitious crawfish. :)
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That is so funny about the hot dog. Did you guys eat it? Or give it the crawfish to make it dance?
I love the new kitchen table too, that's so cute.
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