


The girls behind the counter did not look like this. They
looked like this . . . . . . . . . .


And yes! You can find a few Louisiana mainstays on the shelf next to
an array of German pickled products. |
Ambiance: A true
gem of a place. Small, homey, churning out real sausages
in the middle of Phoenix. This place feels like "old
school" Phoenix. They are right on a main thoroughfare and
in the middle of a sprawling metropolis, but they seem to have
kept their sensibilities as well as their large selection of
pickled products. The variety of sausages is impressive and it
includes a few Cajun offerings as well as "Blood Tongue." (That
sounds like something I should have brought back for George; my
neighbor.) Location:
3601 N. 7th Street, Phoenix, AZ 85014
The Boudin
Price: $5.99 lb.
Presentation: They do not
sell their links hot-for-the-eating as one comes to expect in
Louisiana, but cold and ready for home heating. On the day
I visited they were out of linked boudin, but the nice girls
behind the counter scared up a "chub" of unlinked and
frozen boudin filling. Casing:
No casing this time.
Meat/Rice Ratio: More
meat than rice.
Texture: The texture of the
boudin filling as prepared was fluffy and smooth with crunch
bits of rice particles throughout. There was noticeable
green onion and onion within this flavorful concoction.
Though it is well pulverized you still get some meaty bits and
texture. Spice: Mild
(no heat to speak of) Overall
Flavor: A nicely mild and clean flavor persists. There
are sublet hints to a smoked meat (bacon or ham perhaps)
offering a uniquely rich undertone to this boudin filling.
This is definitely a German/Arizonan version of Cajun boudin,
but it is, with out a doubt, tasty.
Comments: Since I was on the
road I had to improvise to get my boudin heated. Health
Dept. restrictions prevented the kitchen at the resort I was
staying at from heating it up for me and I had no microwave in
the room. So, I borrowed a plate and spoon from the
restaurant and went to a local mini-mart/gas station (QuickTrip)
where I heated up a sample size portion in their microwave.
I took it out to the car and ate it --Louisiana style--in the
parking lot next to the gas pumps.



This was the chub of boudin I bought. The lighting in the room
where I took the picture gives it an unfortunate yellow tinge. As
you can tell from the other picture, the boudin filling has a normal
and appealing color to it.
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