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Some nights you jus' gotta let us do da cookin’. Grab a to-go order or a party platter to take home and feed everybody without messin’ up ya kitchen an’ your sanity. ![]()
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Good food, less fuss, everybody's happy.
Tuesday Lunch Feature: Popcorn Shrimp Wit' White Beans An' Garlic French Bread![]()
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Joke of the Day: Baseball in Heaven![]()
Boudreau and Thibodeau had gotten up in age – 95 years old – and they had been friends all their lives. When it was clear that Boudreau was dying, Thibodeau visited him every day. One day, Thibodeau said, “Boudreau, you know we loved playing baseball all our lives, and we played all through high school. Please do me one favor. When you get to heaven, somehow let me know if there’s a baseball team up there...”![]()
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Boudreau looked up at Thibodeau from his deathbed and said, “Thibodeau, you’ve been my best friend for many years. If it’s at all possible, I’ll do this favor for you.” Shortly after that, Boudreau passed on.![]()
A few nights later, Thibodeau was awakened from a sound sleep by a blinding flash of light and a voice calling out to him, “Thibodeau, Thibodeau.”![]()
“Who is it?” asked Thibodaux, sitting up suddenly. ”Who is it?”![]()
“Thibodeau . . . it’s me, Boudreau.”![]()
“You’re not Boudreau. Boudreau just died.”![]()
“I’m telling you it’s me, Thibodaeu,” insisted the voice.![]()
“Boudreau, where are you?”![]()
“In heaven,” replied Boudreau. ”I have some really good news and a little bad news.”![]()
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“Tell me the good news first,” said Thibodeau.![]()
“The good news is that there’s a baseball team in heaven. Better yet, all of our old buddies who died before us are here, too. Better than that, we’re all young again. Better still, it’s always springtime, and it never rains. And best of all, we can play baseball all we want and we never get tired.”![]()
“That’s fantastic!” said Thibodeau. ”It’s beyond my wildest dreams! So what’s the bad news?”![]()
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“You’re pitching on Tuesday.”
Monday Lunch Feature: ![]()
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Red Beans An' Rice, Smoked Sausage Wit' Potato Salad An' Cornbread![]()
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Joke of the Day: Clearance![]()
Boudreau lived on one side of the bayou, and Clarence lived on the other side of the bayou. They were always arguing across the bayou. Boudreau tells his wife, “Beb, today is goin’ to be da day dat I will settle things wit’ Clarence.” ![]()
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Boudreau gets in his truck and drives to the bridge to cross the bayou. Boudreau looks up at the sign on the bridge, reads it, and hurries and turns around and goes back home. ![]()
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Boudreau’s wife says, “Boudreau, did you settle t’ings wit’ Clarence.” Boudreau says, “No, beb, dey had a sign on da bridge dat said dat Clearance was 9 feet tall. Mais, I’m not goin’ ta mess wit’ him no more.”
