What's Fer Supper, PawPaw

Every Friday afternoon this time of year, I stop by the local boiler on the way home, get five pounds of crawfish with potatoes and corn, and bring it home to Milady.  Then we pour a Friday afternoon cocktail, sit down and enjoy mudbugs until we're full.

That's about half of my ration for this evening.In the space of about 30 minutes, we had eaten the crawfish.  I beleive the dawg even got a few after Milady had her fill.

We were going to watch the eclipse, but the sky is overcast.  I guess we'll pour another cocktail and simply enjoy sitting home on a Friday night.