Boiling

Every year, I head south to the Gulf Coast for vacation -- at least once, more if I can manage it. The last few years, it's been Orange Beach, Alabama, in the same condo complex, which is located (a) on the beach and (b) across the highway from a seafood market. And every day, I stroll across the highway at about 6 p.m. to pick up that night's dinner -- fresh shrimp. Shrimp, corn, potatos; homemade cocktail sauce; sliced avocados sprinkled with lime juice and chili powder; with ice cold Yuengling; with a caprese salad alongside. On the balcony, watching the sun set over the Gulf and listening to the waves. You can't beat it. And if there's more than one of you....just double, or triple, or quadruple everything. You just need a bigger pot.

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