Last night we had dinner. We had dinner and I was salivating immensely in between bites. We had a dinner of po’boys with homemade remoulade. And y’all, that remoulade made my mouth so happy! I actually considered drinking it.
I wish I could lay claim to said remoulade, but only Nate knows the magic. Maybe if we ask him nicely enough we can get him to share the secret recipe on here, right?
Happy hour shmappy hour, I’m going to go eat the rest with a spoon.