Low-country boil: It’s food and it’s weather.
Steamy, spicy, buttery, hot, salty.
Where cowboys wear baseball caps, never leather.
Slow and steady. Strong. A little malty.
Leather on the Bible, leather on the feet.
Cotton grows around here, and cotton breathes.
Leather in the belt, never on the street.
And leather gloves to shield the hand that feeds.
Low-country boil: Sometimes, an attitude.
Don’t be hasty. Keep your cool. Let it simmer.
Give the culprit room to show gratitude.
Otherwise, he better be a swimmer.
God had a plan for aluminum foil.
Greatest gift to man, that low-country boil.
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