Boiled Peanuts are Paradise

I refinished my neighbor's dock when I was in middle school. Before the project began he told me and the other kids doing the work that we would be "rewarded greatly" for finishing the dock. Well we did the work, I remember it was hotter than a mofo and we were hoping for a cool hundo per person at least. Then the neighbor Bob, in his southern drawl, said "take a seat boys, I got your reward." We sat at this picnic table in his backyard and he poured a bunch of boiled peanuts on the table and that was our reward. I was aghast at the time at not getting money, but started to eat the peanuts and was hooked. Me and the boys ate a bunch of peanuts that day and it a bit felt like that time on the roof in the Shawshank Redemption. We got our sweet reward and felt like kings.