
We stopped in the town of Scott, just outside Lafayette, on our way to Baton Rouge to pick up a few pounds of
boudin and a bag of
cracklin at
Don's Specialty Meats and Grocery, a legendary maker of Cajun delicacies.

My mom and dad checked out the rabbit and stuffed cow's tongue.

You might call pickled quail eggs the original Cajun fast food. I used to eat them in the morning while riding around with my friends before school started.

What kitchen is complete without a big 'ol jar of hog lard?
1 comment:
Bwahaha! Kristina and I just cracked up at finding out that you used to ride around before school and eat pickled quail eggs. Kristina's comment was "Wierdo".
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