SWAMP PEOPLE

I probably would have never heard of this show if I wasn't dating a boy who was obsessed with the History Channel. I also wouldn't have known about this show if my boyfriend's family wasn't from Louisiana. But the truth is they are. And we are COMPLETELY addicted to the new show, SWAMP PEOPLE, aired every Sunday night at 9pm central.

I like to consider this show a crash course in Louisiana speak. Them "Good ol' boys," as the locals call them, really talk in an insanely fast mumble that is mixed with all things Cajun french. There is also no acting, just true honest, hard working people trying to make a living. Hunting alligators for them is not a sport, it's a way of living and its also a tradition that has been passed down for generations. And ya know, it's really no different than my family deer hunting in the north. I just think alligator hunting is a little more on the dangerous side. I could never see my dad hauling a dead "gatar" over a boat.

But in addition to the crazy talk, the astounding southern food is something to not pass by. Since living with Andrew, I've been exposed to a whole different style of cooking. I can't say that it's my favorite, however it is tasty for the most part. When it comes down to it, I guess I'm really just not a huge fan of all the butter and grease - and neither is my body at that! But after careful observation of Swamp People, I have found myself trying things like the infamous fried alligator on a stick. (And in case you were wondering, it was delicious.) Mrs. Bonnie (Andrew's mother) has also prepared a Texan version of Jambalaya and Crayfish Etouffee, both incredible meals.

So thank you Swamp People, for opening my eyes, teaching me the lingo, engaging me with Louisiana culture, and for filling my tummy.

And Mr. T-Roy, I think you're awfully swell. Don't ever change. (Please also tell Mr. Bruce Mitchell that I look forward to his bib-overalls with no shirt look every week. Thanks.)