Late afternoons call for local
seafood. So the fam ilies roll a big
cart they share onto the pier and
load it with boiled corn on the
cob, potatoes, and enough
shrim p and crawfish to feed an
arm y of kids and grandkids.
“ To sit on the pier and watch
the sun come up— and go
down— it's like you’ve died
and gone to heaven.”
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