Every Saturday out in New Orleans East a community of people get together to share some their produce, stories, and chickens. It was an opportunity to be introduced to the market by my uncle, who has an equal interest in the esoteric food scene. The only drawback of the market, and it is not even that big of a drawback, is the time. The market opens at 6am, and finishes up around 9am. Actually it isn't such a bad idea, after 9am the summer in New Orleans seems to punch you in the face with heat and humidity. The Vietnamese culture has been in the Eastern part of New Orleans for a little over thirty years or so. The Mississippi River delta of Southern Louisiana has similarities to the Mekong River delta over in the far east. Southern Louisiana also has an abundance of shrimp and rice, and with similar natural resources it was a home away from home. Only thing is, not too many Cajuns Speak Vietnamese.
Back to the market.
We were on the hunt for a particular vendor, the chicken lady. It seems to be our luck, the first Saturday we attended she had taken the day off. Language was not a real problem, as a smile is easily translated around the world. So armed with a smile and good attitude, it was a learning experience. There were So many different types of food, from so many countries, it was almost too much to handle at times. But it was handled, and I hope y'all enjoy some of the pictures. The ever elusive chicken lady will render me some poultry in the future, and I look forward to relaying her story!
Also on the menu...
YoBreaux Receipts (Recipes)
The YoBreaux
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