Crawfish festival

Every year there's a big crawfish festival held at Vietnamese Martyr Catholic Church (aka Các Thánh Tử Đạo) but I've never gone in the years prior. Once I was old enough to make my own choices, I vowed to never come back.

I grew up going to that church but only have bad memories of that place. I dreaded every Saturday because that meant I'd be at Bible school. The school was so poorly ran. Classes were full of wannabe gangstas who showed no respect for the teachers or nuns. It was out of control. And the classes were taught in Vietnamese, which I barely understood. I was stuck in the second grade level for at least five years straight. It was miserable.

30 years later, I came back. I came mainly to watch Andrew perform with his group at the festival but this was also the opportunity to check out what it was all about.

With Andrew and his friend.

The guys performing...

And then the whole group performing together.

It was so crowded.

No crawfish for us. We just got random small bites.

Behind the scenes.

We ran into many familiar faces and got to hang out with these guys.