I am a 'displaced Cajun' who lives on gumbo, jambalaya, etoufee, etc. in everyday life. There is no place like home. Except here: a place that can bring tears to the eyes of a homesick cajun.
Is it perfect? A close as it can get on the opposite side of the country. I cannot even tell you how much good it did my soul to have a full crawfish garnish my dish with his little red claws and to peel the tail off one of those suckers again.
I WILL be coming back and feeding my soul. I hope to see you there too.