We watch the weather from back home and my mom never wants to go back. Oh no. Lucky we got an extra bedroom for her. She finally got to taste some "real" fresh Crappie. I don't often keep crappie as most in my family don't like to eat what I cook. They say they don't like fish, but I think it's more my cooking they don't like. Anyway, Mom wanted some fresh Crappie, and I went and found some. Nope, not Griffin, more like Monroe, but crappie non-the-less. Thanks Speckanator for another wonderful trip, but you need to put some sticky stuff on them bunkers! lol