My husband took me to the "Oyster Bar" in Enterprise today. They had Oyster Po boys on the menu. Knowing not to trust the phrase poboy outside of Louisiana I asked to see the bread. What I was offered was a honey wheat bun. Soft Bread for an oyster po boy! I gagged when I saw it and the waitress noticed. She wasn't very happy with me. I decided to have plain oysters. What I got was soggy fried oysters. Not terrible, they were edible. So my conclusion is to stay away from the seafood in this city. But I am craving a real oyster poboy. SO I have begun a mission to find real french bread and oysters. I'll begin by traveling two hours to Pensacola to see what I can find. If anyone knows of any shops that sell these items let me know.
About Me
- The long, long road home,New Orleans
- Fort Hood, texas, United States
- I am a New Orleans girl, born and raised (N.Dupre St, Painters St and finally Neptune Ct in the East). I married and found myself in a strange new world...Florida! That lasted two years before I demanded we go home. In August 04 my husband decided to join the Army much to my chagrin. I agreed figuring four years then we head back home. Alas, Katrina came along. I felt guilty that my family and friends lives had been turned upside down while my life in Texas was business as usual. Now its two years later and my husband is getting out of the military. Now I find I too have been affected by Katrina. I am essentially priced out of my own city and damn mad about it. So I decided to start this blog as a place to vent my frustration. Feel free to read and leave your own thoughts.
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Okay, now that made me laugh. I am the same way! I won't hesitate to tell a place they are doing it wrong.
Anything.
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