Architecture, beauty, the occult and religion, and weirdness aside, New Orleans is know for its food. Creole food. Hot and spicy and completely different than anywhere else in the world. You know what adjective describes it best? Good.
I’ve had knock-off Cajun food all my life, and though I was always impressed, I’ve never been overly turned on to it. I can say that the Cajun spiced chicken is the only chicken I’ll eat without a ton of ketchup, and the Cajun spiced turkey is the best tasting lunch meat you can get.
I’ve even had gator meat at fairs. Its always amazing where you can find ‘authentic’ Cajun food.
Lisa and I had a meal at Myrtle’s Plantation, which was still north of Baton Rouge, but wow, it was memorable. There’s nothing like eating great food at a haunted plantation house. But the fact was, it was truly excellent food.
All in all, every place we ate, every type of food we ate was completely amazing. The Beneits from Café du Monde were as good as everyone said, though I’m not a big fan of them myself, because its just a different way to make funnel cakes. But Lisa loved the hell out of them, and we have the mix at home.
But beyond that...Gumbo, Jambalaya, Blackened Catfish, Gator Meat.... Every bit of it was amazing. What amazed us the most was how well done the spicy was. Lisa can’t do heavy spices, she hates when food it too hot to eat. But when they brought out the gator on a stick, they brought out this dipping sauce.... The sauce was so amazing, yet quite hot.
But the neat thing is, the heat hit a certain level and stopped. You could eat as much as you wanted, and it would never get hotter. And it complimented the gator meat amazingly. Lisa couldn’t stop eating the stuff.
When we left New Orleans the first thing we missed was the food. I still miss it. The explosion of flavor and warmth in all the food was an amazing thing. Being in the city itself also provided easy ways to get food, and a huge variety of choice, but most cities are like that. But that Café du Monde place, open 24 hours a day.
After the French Quarter in New Orleans, all the rest of the food, except the stuff I make at home, just seems blander. I still enjoy it all, but without that kick, without that extra flavor that it could have with the right spices, it just falls a bit flat. But oh well, that’s one of the reasons why everyone needs to visit New Orleans at least once in their life, and one of the big reasons why Lisa and I will be heading back someday.
The other reason? Read New Orleans: A City of the Dead, In Truth Now!
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