Everyone thinks they know where the best food in Louisiana lives. I disagree. I have eaten my way across this state, and the city that keeps pulling me back is not the obvious one. It is the one where boudin is a family recipe guarded like a state secret.
Where a po’boy shop operates out of an old grocery store and the line moves fast because nobody wastes time when the shrimp is that fresh. Where a fine-dining chef turns local ingredients into something that would hold up in any city but tastes like it could only come from here.
The restaurants span from casual Cajun to tapas to a brasserie making its own charcuterie. I have driven four hours for a single plate of crawfish pie and would do it again…