Started the day at Le Jeune's Bakery in Jeanerette, aka Sugar City, a spot with some ancient funk. And I mean that in the best possible way. The secret to their deeply satisfying loaves and po-boy rolls? Using malt instead of sugar to feed the yeast and using lard. The ovens at this special place looked like they belonged in a museum. After a killer lunch at T-Coons (crawfish ettoufee!), we did a little drive-thru daiquiri and a "turn here, turn here, turn there please" detour to Tiny Prudhomme's House of Meat. Best damn cracklins ever.
During dinner at Prejean's, we were seranaded by a three-piece band that sounded as sweet as the smoked duck and andouille sausage gumbo was spicy. Another Abita please.
A pinky-size finger of Pappy Van Winkle neat and I'm off to dreamland, visions of two-steppin' couples at The Blue Moon dancing through my head.
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Abita... love the turbo dog.
Funny you are posing this, My 85 year old dad was talking yesterday about wishing he could go to Pat's Breaux Bridge Restaurant.
Only thing I have done recently is go to a 70 year old store called the Community Grocery and have a tremendous BBQ. It is located south of Jackson in Bemis TN in the middle of nowhere at Harts Bridge Road and Old Pinson Road. I also had a Killer Hamburger at the Gibson (TN) Community Grocery.
I am falling in love with these little small town stores that serve as a restaurant.
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