GREW UP ON THE WEST BANK OF THE Mississippi River in St. James. There were very few grocery stores in our neck of the woods, so the swamp floor was our pantry. With every changing season, a new culinary delicacy arrived on our doorstep: alligators in fall, deer in winter, crawfish each spring, and summer brought Louisiana bullfrogs. Call it the influence of French or Canadian trappers that first
The Swamp Floor Pantry
Apr 04, 2023
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