Saturday, February 21, 2009

Nobody Knows the Trouble I've Seen

For the most part I like living in the big city. There's so much to see and do, and there's so much good food. But when I go to the grocery store and can't find a pound of andouille, it's a cold and lonely place, y'all.

Bitch, gimme back my crown -- I am the andouille queen.

4 comments:

  1. That is horrifying, and you are hallarious. There must have been a Mardi Gras Melee-type rush on the andouille. Nothing left to do but just start drinking now. Heavily. Jockamo fee na nee.

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  2. I hope that you've found some by now; but for future reference, Central Market has some (packaged sausage case to the right of the fresh seafood; $1.99 for 12 oz.), as does Spec's Warehouse (frozen meats case, $4.99 per pound).

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  3. I just bought two packages from our HEB. Fifty cents an ounce -- ouch!

    This year's gumbo is going to use a variant I read about in Garden and Gun magazine -- I've rendered the fat from two ducks, and am going to use duck lard to make my roux. We shall see.

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  4. Are you SERIOUS? We have them at regular old Kroger. In SUBURBAN DENVER. What the hell is going on there?

    (p.s. I looooooved the GG Valentine!)

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