I long ago learned never to cross west over the Atchafalaya Basin without an ice chest in the car. Any journey through Acadiana is just ripe for foraging regional delights, especially boudin.
Recently, though, I’ve been coming back from jaunts around Cajun country with wine from small producers in Italy and specialty tinned seafood from Portugal and Spain. Specific cravings now might well include a certain chocolate chip cookie, of the more-chocolate-than-cookie variety.
That was the case on a road trip I undertook recently, with a car full of fellow Louisiana food lovers in search of crawfish of unusual size…