Without an Anchor

Oh girl there is a creole restaurant near my now-former office and lemme tell you spinach and mushroom etoufee is THE SHIT.

Oh god that sounds delicious.

Growing up, there was a cajun family that lived next door to my Aunt and Uncle and the dad (Paw’Pete) made the best fucking etoufee and crawfish and gumbo and oh my god. I just want cajun food.

Even that cajun pasta dish and tgi-fridays would be semi okay to handle this craving.