Really. There’s not. I’ve tried to find a “close in comparison” idea of cajun food here and it’s been a FAIL everytime. People not from south Louisiana tend to have the idea that cajun food is nothing but spicy hot. That’s not the case. There is no flavor that compares to authentic cajun cuisine. My trip home was fantastic and I was so happy to pig out on my bayou favorites. I arrived on a Wednesday afternoon and immediately started to think of where I could “fill my cajun tank”. I got to go to my favorite, Cristiano Ristorante downtown and ate some bruschetta and calamari while sucking on an ice cold Abita Amber with my cousin Leslie and my mom. Later that night I went to a local waterside bar and had a rum drink with my old friend Jory.
Thursday afternoon I went to my Aunt Teenie’s house to visit with my mom and Uncle Danny and was served up some delicious fried shrimp and catfish with a side of white beans and rice…and of course, washing it down with a bottle of Dos Equis Ambar (in honor of Cinco de Mayo). My cousins and I went to Jazzfest on Saturday to see Jimmy Buffet. I must say that I was quite excited about the food choices: Natchitoches meat pies, poboys, alligator, crawfish bread, jambalaya, crawfish streudel, chocolate mousse, beignets and all the beer you could ever want.
Since Sunday was Mother’s day, I called my Aunt Ruthie for one of my grandma’s favorite recipes. I knew I needed to keep it simple for her. She doesn’t feel it necessary to go all out. My grandma really enjoys my aunt’s chicken salad so I made my own version of it with a rotisserie chicken, red seedless grapes, celery, toasted almonds, and a sauce made out of 3 parts plain Chobani greek yogurt and 1 part mayonnaise with salt and pepper to taste. I served it on a bed of lettuce with whole grain crackers. I think I had a winner. Grandma had no complaints and she ate every bit of it. Mom liked it too. Thanks for the pictures Uncle T!
Monday was filled with food yet again. What a hard life! : ) I had lunch with Nene and Uncle Rudy at the local heart disease restaurant (but man it’s good). This restaurant has been here for as long as I can remember. And they got it right! First, I warned my aunt and uncle that I would be ordering a little bit of everything I have been craving and since they were picking up the tab and I told them I had no problem paying for the remainder. We ordered boiled crawfish with potatoes, corn and dip, corn nuggets, fried alligator, chicken and sausage gumbo, and fried crab claws. By the way, last night I had a dream about my triglyceride level being 617. Leave it to a dietitian to have that kind of nightmare.
As my stay here comes to an end, I will carry with me and ice chest of trout, crawfish Abita strawberry beer and a tarte a la bouille. I can only pray to the coonass gods that I be blessed with good dreams, good cholesterol levels, and a pair of shrimp boots so I can click my heels together and say “There’s no place like home!” I hope to visit the bayou again soon.