Adventures in prairie Cajun country

One of my favorite things about Cajun country is the food. Boudin, cracklins, ponce, sausage, courtbouillon, rice and gravy, bouie are just so damned good and outside of Cajun country just doesn't compare. Of course I love the people, the country side and the accents, but the food here is simple, one pot meals and full of flavor. 

Last night, the Deshotels family dinner was loud with conversation, little ones underfoot and delicious fried Louisiana wild-caught catfish and catfish courtbouillon. Hosea, the patriarch, knows his way around a rice and gravy, and this was made to celebrate sister Danielle's birthday. 

My all time favorite Hosea joke goes a little something like this. "How can you tell a true Cajun? He can look at a field of rice and tell you exactly how much gravy it takes to eat all that rice."

This morning after visiting with the family, we headed over to the Superette in Eunice for boudin, cracklins, smoked sausage and boudin balls. Drue's competing in a tailgate competition and wanted the sausage for his duck jambalaya*. 

*Jambalaya isn't a common dish in prairie Cajun country.