The Cajuns love festivals and don’t need an excuse to have one. One of the most colorful occurs at the Morgan City Shrimp and Petroleum Festival, where two big boats meet in a bow-to-bow kiss as the king and queen lean forward from their respective decks for a traditional champagne toast. But there are also frog derbies, crawfish boils, and, of course, their own outrageous interpretations of Mardi Gras.
I hope you come to love the Cajuns as much as I do. And, in reading this book, as they say in Southern Louisiana, and as my hero and heroine said at the end of their story: “Laissez les bon temps rouler, “or “Let the good times roll.”