Photo by Willy Hughes
From the Condon Camera
Photo by Willy Hughes Uncle Ed's low country boil. We ate like Cajun royalty.
From the Condon Camera Two picnic tabletops covered with shrimp.
Early Shift Cornhole Marathon circa 4:00 AM - 9:00 AM
Early Shift Cornholio Marathon Turns out Chef Billy spends his weekdays traveling the professional cornhole circuit. Notice Dusty's reaction of displief/respect.
Photo by Natalie Zook Chow filling station
Photo by Natalie Zook Two generations of Pig Roasters
Photo by Maureen Flaherty Dressing up a goat.
Photo by Maureen Flaherty
Photo by Natalie Zook Hefty plate o' pork.
Photo by Maureen Flaherty Liftoff
Photo by Natalie Zook Billy, Taylor, and Willy. 3 of the 8 pairs of hands pulling pork. With 16 hands and 8 sharp knives all flailing around inside two pig carcasses, we only ended up with one minor casualty. But a prick on the wrist isn't enough to hold down legendary Uncle Ed.
Photo by Natalie Zook Cracklins in the foreground. I believe that's Uncle Ed's hand pre wounding. Good foreshadowing, Natalie.
Photo by Natalie Zook Pork Pullers
Photo by Maureen Flaherty Animals were indeed harmed in the making of this blog.
Photo by Natalie Zook
Photo by Natalie Zook After the initial clothing of goats, the mammalian billboards settled down in the front corner near the deck.
Photo by Natalie Zook Goats getting some attention from females. They got me and the Dougies a lot of compliments this weekend from girls in sun dresses. Another perk of owning goats.
Photo by Natalie Zook Hard to tell, but bottom left goat is mid headbutt. Mama Hughes was out there retrieving the family dog from certain humiliation at the hands of my ruthless herd.
Photo by Maureen Flaherty The calm before the storm.
Photo by Willy Hughes Goats defending the high ground
