Just a quick post tonite.
Heather had a hankering for an honest to goodness Cajun foodfest so off we went with suggestions about eateries in the town of Ville Platte.
It's a small town and doesn't have very many eateries. The place we were told about was closed for the weekend, HMMMM! So we decided to go exploring. That went on for about an hour with no luck. Decided to head outa town to the west. Out of the corner of our collective eyes we saw a little place called Gators about 3PM. Sign out front said "crawdads at 4PM", let's go investigate.
Just a little local tavern, very small. Had a few of the locals sippin' brews. We were welcomed like we'd been going there for years. They all said stick around if'n ya want real Cajun food. So we did. Sipped a few and ordered what they recommended. One of the guys asked if we'd ever had Boudin.A stuffed Cajun sausage. We hadn't. How 'bout cracklins? Nope either ! Next thing ya know, out the door he goes. He was back in 15 minutes with a bag full of them! We ate some and passed it around for all to sample. Oh man, YUMMY stuff.
The barmaid came aound the corner with some crawdad samplers. Tasted awesome ! She took our order which ended up being 5#'s of screaming good crawdads, corn on the cob & red potatoes, all with Cajun seasoning. My goodness it was good!! Gonna put "GATORS" on our list a places to do again.
We felt at home in this little corner of the world. Everyone got up and shook hands and high fived as we left with a sack of food (of course we sampled a lot of it sittin' at the bar).
Ya never know where the day might go. Today was a good'n !
REMEMBER, LIVE YOUR DREAMS AS TIME GOES BY QUICKLY. Charlie & Heather
Living the dream as our time does go by so quickly. So happy to hear all is going well for the two of you. Drive/be safe my friends. Miss you (Heartburn just thinking of your Cajun dinner... lol
ReplyDeleteHowdy H&C,
ReplyDeleteYour post reminded me of my uncle Claude, a landman for an oil company.. He had a meeting set up down in Cajun country, with a local to do some business.. He was dressed in 'civvies', hat, suit, tie, shiny shoes, etc.. When he got to the 'town' all that was there was a Cajun-bar, so he went in and the place was 'jumpin', he asked the 'barman' for the guy and was told he'd have to wait while someone 'ran'm down'... He set his briefcase down and ordered a Coke.. Soon he noticed he and the barman were alone, but about then the guy came in and sat down... They did some talking and Uncle Claude asked why everybody had left; the guy said it was because of the clothes and the next time he came to wear his 'fishin'' clothes, because NO ONE wears a suit & tie BUT Federal Men!!! When he went back down there he wore his 'fishin' clothes and he was welcomed like y'all were!!!! So, remember, WHEN IN CAJUN COUNTRY WEAR DEM FISHIN' CLOTHES!!!! AAIIEEEEE!!!!!
Be sure to eat some of those 'mud-bugs' for me; I love'em!!!