The Tuesday after the storm we went up to my parent's house, and my Daddy must have been reading my mind because he was wanting boiled (pronounced "bowled" in south Mississippi...(so I'm told)) peanuts as much as I was. He spent about two DAYS boiling the gigantic sack of them that he got, but man o MAN they were good. Wish I had some right now... 
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OH MY those look good!!! I want some now
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