




Before all the seafood in the gulf (and at this rate, surrounding oceans) is obliterated by oil, we were fortunate to attend the Mechanicsville Shrimp Festival where we enjoyed a healthy plate of delicious sea fare and countless pints of refreshing, domestic beverages that poured right out of the side of a truck.
It was a college kid’s dream. Budweiser said, “Ha!” to the measly keg and found a way to distribute several different kinds of beer to several different kinds of people all at one time. It was glorious!
But I digress…the seafood was outstanding. Each plate weighed about two pounds and was piled high with boiled shrimp (served chilled), hushpuppies, fried whitefish (yummm) and coleslaw. I felt so guilty throwing away leftover shrimp, but there was honestly no way any self-respecting human could have stomached that much chow. I assure you, no Shrimp Fest attendee went hungry this year.
To burn off some of those calories, there was a dance floor with a live d.j. and several games of Cornhole going. The cost of all this fun, you ask: 20 clams (see what I did there?).
Nice 'stache - want me to call Lisa and schedule an appointment?
ReplyDeleteHaha! I was actually thinking of her today. My shrimp is looking a little thick:)
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