Fun, fun day in Abbeville LAMay 30, 2009
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Orders were taken for fresh shrimp this morning. The shrimpers catch the shrimp, bring them to their house and sell the shrimp out of coolers at their carport. The people at the RV park bought sixty pounds this morning. We bought 10 pounds, and put them in the freezer for a shrimp boil at Trisha's early next week.
We watched everyone clean - remove the heads, shell and devein - in the shade. We called Trisha to confirm the number of people at the shrimp boil and learned there would be two, maybe four more, there. We wished for ten more pounds, and two other people spoke up and wanted more. A phone call was made, there was still shrimp for sale; Glen and David went to the country and bought a total of 30 more pounds of shrimp. Our ten pounds went into the freezer with the rest.
Did I mention that the shrimp sold for $2.75 per pound - with the heads on. The shrimp are huge.
Glen grilled a dozen for lunch. Um-m-m good.
About three-thirty five couples went to "Touchets", location of a Cajun music jam. The music was extraordinary, and loud; there were usually 7-8 musicians on the stage, with one or two vocalists. The lyrics were sung in Cajun French, and loud. There was a left-handed fiddler, two or three guitarists, drummer, a French Cajun accordian, steel guitar, electric guitar, and maybe more there. Did I mention it was loud? The "native" people were so very friendly. Claire, 83 years young, chose Glen to go on the dance floor with her...and he went. I told her it was the first time I had ever seen him dance. The rv park "group" was welcomed from the stage; it was just so very friendly.
The building was relatively small, and it was packed. There were usually 6-8 couples dancing for each song. The floor was concrete; smoking was permitted. The experience was something you could imagine happening 50 years ago.
We had been told that the host and hostess cooked and served a genuine Cajun meal to any and all who wanted it. At five the meal was served, in styrofoam "to go" boxes. The meal was "chicken and gravy"..a chicken stew with thighs, sausage, and a broth, served over rice, with spicy corn, salad, and the best ever bread pudding. Tony and Jackie rode with us and the four of us brought ours back to the rv park to eat. It was fantastic.
I have photos of the shrimp cleaning this morning, and of Touchets, but....for some reason when I insert the photo disc into the tower it isn't downloading onto the screen. It worked yesterday, but not tonight. We tried a new disc and it didn't download either. I guess that means something in the tower isn't reading/recognizing the disc.
Most of the rv-ers sat in the "cover" with open sides all evening, visiting, getting to know one another. Betty has the perfect personality for being the hostess of her park. One may arrive a stranger, but won't leave as a stranger. A "family" of rv-ers are quickly formed.
About 9:30 p.m. we were sitting here in the mh when I hear a loud "pop". I commented that the noise sounded like fireworks. About ten minutes later Glen said "look at that fire." There were huge, tall flames shooting into the sky, just behind the house across the street. We stepped outside and walked to the other side of the park, and a house was burning.
There are plans for a new adventure for tomorrow. Stay tuned for a report.
