Krotz Springs, Louisiana is noted for a number of things. Its name, on its own merits, seems to encourage derision because when spoken aloud it sounds subtly obscene. It has achieved infamy throughout the state as a merciless speed trap. Then, there's Billy's. Anyone who has traveled U.S. 190 between Opelousas and Baton Rouge knows Billy's, because that's where you stop for boudin and cracklins. If you don't know what those are, let's just leave it at this: They involve pig parts and they taste really good. So, for lunch I had boudin balls a side of cracklins and a Diet Coke. I was happily, although not healthily, fed. The good people of Krotz Springs are no doubt aware of the notoriety of their police force, so they have spent a little time gussying up the quarter-mile boulevard which bisects the town. This includes permanent signage discouraging littering.
There are seasonal banners wishing us joy. Here's how we can achieve that: Fewer speeding tickets,more boudin. Happy holidays.
Saturday, December 01, 2007
Joy in Krotz Springs
Posted by Darrell at 12/01/2007
Labels: Boudin, Cracklins, Krotz Springs Louisiana, pork, U.S. highway 190
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http://www.al.com/sports/press-register/pfinebaum.ssf?/base/sports/1196763768281990.xml&coll=3
Darrell,
Did you see this column where Finebaum rags on Shreveport-Bossier? I'd like to see you address it with a blog entry.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!
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