Pigfest. Just to say that magical word brings a feeling of peace and love for our Cajun friends. This is the most anticipated event of the year for us and for good reason. We will go to Pigfest 'till there are no more pigfests, or until we are no longer of this earth. Think of a van full of hippies driving many hours and arriving exactly where we need to be. Pigs in the ground roasting, a stage empty and waiting, aunts and uncles waiting for their beloved Donnie, friends in every camp, the Levee looming off to the side.Friday night was Okie night so we gave them some of the best original Folk, Jam Rock and Blues for miles around! The band was great and we all had a great time. Friday night was also very cold as you can tell by checking out Atchi. This is right before he went to get his blanket. This is also right before he discovered muscadine wine! A little sip will do yah.
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