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Only in East Tennessee will a guy from India named Bobby serve you Cajun style boiled peanuts and pickled pigs’ feet.
Only in East Tennessee will a guy from India named Bobby serve you Cajun style boiled peanuts and pickled pigs’ feet.
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June 16th, 2012 at 3:56 pm
In Nashville the guy would be a Kurd.
June 16th, 2012 at 5:14 pm
Nope. I’ve had both – he can try and serve them to me, but it ain’t happening.
June 16th, 2012 at 6:08 pm
If it’s good, who cares??? 🙂
June 16th, 2012 at 6:23 pm
In Georgia it’s a Vietnamese named Petey, his brother Vinnie is cooking and his other brother Louie is running the register! Good bourbon chicken though.
June 16th, 2012 at 7:21 pm
There are NO cajun-style boiled peanuts. Boiled peanuts are Georgia and north Alabama. And, they suck. Take it from a real Cajun. There are no boiled peanuts in south Louisiana. It’s cracklins and boudin down here.
June 16th, 2012 at 7:22 pm
Could also be a Somali in Nashville serving Goat Burgers… Lot of them on murfreesboro pike… Lived on Plus Park…
June 16th, 2012 at 9:26 pm
I tried boiled peanuts once; I would rather gargle witgh PineSol!!
June 16th, 2012 at 11:20 pm
What Cajun place is this? Surely not Bayou Bay.
June 17th, 2012 at 2:08 am
Boiled peanuts live on in South Carolina, and in a little place in a town in Western Washington, north of Bellevue called Snohomish.
Properly done, they are a wonderful treat, but overdone, its like eating slimy peanut butter.
They are best eaten fresh from the pot, well salted.
June 17th, 2012 at 1:12 pm
Yeah, they have to be fresh; they don’t keep, bleh.
June 17th, 2012 at 6:28 pm
I love the boiled peanuts, but I eat a little higher on the hog-ham and ribs. I’m able to afford it because I went to the Graduate School of Economics at UT Knoxville.
June 17th, 2012 at 7:01 pm
Whooda thunkit:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pig%27s_trotters
June 18th, 2012 at 8:04 am
In Louisiana, he would be the Governor.
June 18th, 2012 at 3:31 pm
Dammit PawPaw, now I’m craving cracklins but I’m seven hours away from the Best Stop!
June 18th, 2012 at 6:31 pm
In Lake Charles, we like our peanuts roasted, and sometimes dried shrimp with our beer. Sigh, wished I still lived in the Great State of La.