Bubba Gump

We had a Bubba Gump moment on Wednesday as we shared 6 pounds of shrimp and crawfish. I swear, my hands still smell like shrimp. Something seems inherently wrong about ordering food by the pound and having it served in plastic bags. At least the beignets and ice cream at the end helped reduce the lingering shrimp taste in my mouth. Garlic and butter shrimp, boiled shrimp, shrimp rolls. . . .